Haradhan Loses Everything

From the day I destroyed my own invisible world- Surrounding me all around By trampling all the streets and avenues of deviations I sacrificed the meditation of the intense silence of thousand century And I wanted to build a very damn Burja-al-king- It went by- Like the students go one by one Making the classroom empty After the School closing bell rings, The radiance of the most beautiful eyes The unshakable redness of the wonderful sun of early morning Exquisite palm tree with long hair as advanced guard! And a few more days later- Opening the latch escaped from the house The glorious majesty of my exalted Minaret.