AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Jet Stream

I was the only passenger on the unmanned flight
Thought I would freak and die before the plane crashed
Into a chain of snowy mountains below it nearly smashed
When I was puzzled to see an outer weird light

A cigar shaped UFO was flying close by
Its pilot, an ET, looked into my eyes and smiled
My fear was gone and an impending peril died
The planed reached an altitude and continued to fly

I smiled back at the guy and said I was indebted to him
He nodded, waved me goodbye and was rapidly lost
A coupla minutes ago I could've kissed the dust
Happy to be alive, I fell asleep to the sound of the jet stream

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Comments (2)

An imaginative poem , i really like the whole concept of wild imagination
Based on a true story?