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Cloud 9

Temple upon floor, 

Nothing wrong you find

Temper upon floor,

You lose your mind

Temple upon floor,

Your heart you bind


Oh, I no longer want to write 

Of anything 

Except You


I no longer want to utter any words 

But the ones I heard this morning by my friend's gaze upon the temple door, 

A whisper a phrase 

Ya subhanAllah

Ya subhanAllah


How can I do anything but dance and scream in ecstasy 

For this world, 

It's not yours nor mine

For this world,

It's hell and we're on cloud nine




©2024 by Azra Keskin. 

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