The Last Evening of July
Ismail Haniyeh passed away today. So this is not an ordinary day. He was the voice of oppressed. May Allah bless him highest ranks in Jannah.
Sun is about to set behind the majestic mountainsThe vibes of my hometown beaming as a maiden .Clouds cover the eastern ranges And the flight of returning birds is brazen.This day was not an ordinary oneIt made a land left without a baron.The bugle of Kakul is blowing Reinforcing the masses' lesion.The sand of time is running wildHow I wish it halts, and command it frozen.














