Ibrahim Ibn Salma

Follows its ancient path,
As the serpent crawls in
Human plumpness,
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Walking down the alley,
Glimpsing of the passerby; the
Stranger that looks like
Me.
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Jellyfish

Graceful in their dance,
As they whirl oceans,
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Together
We play music,
No need for instruments,
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When our lips melt
Through the conversation

Our night,
When our sails are
Followed by the shining stars
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A time we spent
Near your lower hills,

Your stones greeted us
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Keys of black and white,
Through which the soul cheers,

Melodic tunes permits no wrong
Traveling through the Either,
Awaking the sleeper,
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In singles or groups we
Always existed,
You made us,
So that
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A dimly lit beam hovered,
Confounded to why
It lost its glow,
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(Parisian Massacre)

Death loomed, destruction mounted,
God was replaced with human cruelty,
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I search for Utopia in
In a dystopian world,
I descend valleys,
And ascend mountains,
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"Heavens are beneath mothers' feet"
Prophet Mohammad (PBUH)
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Oh God!
I have found
Love,
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Connecting the past child to
The mother of the present,
From the passing of the
Imagination of the
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You ask me –
How far is love from your heart?

I ask you –
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There is a song
We must sing –

No music,
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Remember the night that was
Fully gifted to us,

Our thoughts were
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A wound that almost became a memory -
Is healed,
A vacuum of connection that haunted the hearts -
Is filled,
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Our merrymaking now ended;
She was an angel,
A piece of heaven
Melted into thin air,
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A crimson affliction, where
Chaos and destructions are
As real and vibrant as reason,
Innocence is the main casualty,
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