(( Empty ))

The sun sets dauntlessly,

And little pool of water will not becoming vapor any more

And again jackals,

These cacophonous animals

Ready to assail by night

Make an attack on defenseless nests of birds

Singing starts from west and crying from east

The night will go to smithy

Whose kaviani banner is dusty

And darkness resembles a napery

Like discoverer necrophagous parasites

Don't abandon me,

In this unsacred land

I chose a temple

Which has become enticed with forgers of any word and status.

((** Poet: Seyed Morteza Hamidzadeh **))