Ordering black, setting in
black, putting on black,
What a blacksome.
Black, in black, on black,
What a combination.
In front of the
now-black-colored sea,
of the Panoramic view.
Youth praying after playing,
To the sand they directed their
cards,
With the sand were they mixed
up.
Hallelujah, to Allah we belong,
to Whom we return.
The sky, oh the unknown colored
sky,
Is it black; is it blue; is it
dark blue,
Who knows?
The truly reflected sky, on sea.
White, comes and goes.
White, back and forth.
White dancing,
White waltzing,
White bouncing,
Sipping the black,
black watching
Envying the black, plain and
pure
Regretting the white, pure
purified
Ain’t no white, ain’t no black
I am what Allah create!
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
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