Abdullah Bashir

Solar Tourist - Poem by Abdullah Bashir

With a heavy white suit,
And an hope for supreme progress,
He entered the aircraft,
As he looked around,
His companions waved with stinging happy vibes,
And before he knew it,
Euphoria had hit him deeply,
His journey had begun,
And time was burning away,
Then he decided to take a short nap,
But his eyes opened within seconds with pure consiousness,
He asked himself; Is my hibernation process complete?
Right aside his face, there was a window,
He shifted his weight,
To the right,
And behold! ,
He witnessed everliving darkness,
There he was, up in the sky,
Beyond the boundary of the O-Zone,
Glowing stars and the beautiful scenery of nothingness,
He began to drown in his own thoughts,
With his pale skin and the eyes of a Leopard,
He had finally obtained the unholy 'Solar Tourist' moniker,
and his journey was a very faithful one.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and art

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, July 4, 2014

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