Arabian Sun Poem by Noel Horlanda

Beyond the vast black horizon
Looks up to the inky dome, wonders,
Teeny brilliant creatures like diamonds,
Smiling, Oh it’s a horrid backdropp before me
Waits for the break of dawn, wishing,
Twinkle, twinkle little stars, go away, said I
The sky brights up, clear, cloudless,
Far away tainted faded blue, a sphere saffron,
Fear I protrudes beyond the edge, rising
Watches the neighborhood starts to light up,
Cool, half the size, sitting on edge,
Show off, with all its glory
Alah Akbar! praises I heard,
Believers kowtows, kisses the earth,
Illumination of power begins in the east,
Spread its rays in glorious joy over arid humus
Believe it or not what beauty I witness,
Something glitters in the golden desert sand, wondering
Shooting stars fell to my feet, forgetting,
The glass stones, the evasive diamond look alike
I search for I pick it up ASAP before
The glowing Arabian sun scorches me to thirst,
Burn I to ashes, mixes my flesh in gritty turf
In a while the temp changes, hurting my anima,
In a while shade covers my sight, wide rimmed sombrero on
Checkered kaffiyeh round about my leathery face
Protects my soul from blazing inferno, raging storm,
Brave I, gathered the precious pebble but,
Only a handful, yet glad, proud despite the deadly heat
When its ruthless swirling heat is on its core
The glitters disappears, got to hurry or else,
The wrath of the daystar would be upon you,
Hail, Arabian sun, victory is mine!