I dreamt that I was on a space mission,
This was because my brother was in prison.
My space mission was to Mars,
I could see many twinkling stars.
It took me 369 days to reach the destination,
Guess what? The rocket was from our nation!
We sang songs and played guitars,
When we reached, we took some photos of Mars.
I then saw a huge, dangerous cyclone.
With that I felt my voice would be gone.
When I got into the spacecraft,
I saw my teammate plating Minecraft.
While thinking of my brother,
I couldn't think of anything another.
Something was pulling us, it was a black hole,
Saving the spacecraft, was my goal.
Our landing on earth was a safe landing,
We believed, our crash land was banned.
The next day, I took my brother from prison and went home.
Here's another poem by my brother, Rachit. Do comment, follow and share and show your love.
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