One thousand and one
Arabic nights together...
Another day like today
puddles are growing on the ground...
Ramadan
Holy month of ours...
Left body alone
One night my soul did not come...
Divine aroma
drifting into my nostrils...
Nothing beautiful
publicly disgraced is she...
Recalling the victim of society
Corrupted minds are ready to be purified...
Down on your knees
hands on your head...
I don't know what to think
I am confused I am lost...
Her kind eyes are looking after me
even tough I am far away from her now...
I came across yesterday
three guys dressed up as "Jesus"...
Soothing sound of water falling down
my heart is meditating divine love...