Abdullah Bashir

Lost In The Vibe - Poem by Abdullah Bashir

This has to be a mild dream, He said to himself,
He was jogging around the isle of glory,
He witnessed, skyscrapers turning upside down as the sound of a destructive storm approaching his presence,
With each single step, he faced a great obstacle,
The sky had turned purple with a little mixture of red,
As he looked down,
The ground changed colour with each blink, from black to white and from white to gray.
Hallucination had possessed him,
His legs felt as if he sprinted for 70 hours straight,
His head felt heavier than a steel truck,
His lips turned colourless,
With no positive thought,
He looked around,
and there,
He saw a woman with a child,
He failed on the attempt to recognize her face,
but the child,
the child he had recognized,
'I changed so much in 30 years.' He whispered inside himself,
Yes, the child was himself,
As he widened his jaw to present a bright smile,
The image of his young self disappeared along with the mysterious woman,
Within seconds, his body had given up to the great burden of hallucination,
He tripped down with gravity pulling him towards itself,
With his eyes shut,
He had forever lost the ability to breathe,
With his lungs screaming for mercy,
He ignored the brutal screams of his inner organs,
and went to sleep for eternity,
As he was,
lost in the vibe.

Topic(s) of this poem: pain

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, July 4, 2014

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