Hijab

Faces are flying in the air
Fragrance
Some unknown faces stealing relations
Alas, some uncanny fanaticism
The procession of mummies 
Approaches,
Covered in hijabs to save their flesh.
They are destitute doing their tasks
With their guns, they banish liberty
The faces known not as innocent as they seemed
Scarcity wins ultimate blessings !

There are unknown flowers too
The petals kissing the bees...
As the pollen fly with dragon wings
To yet another planet in vain.

Bloodless, immortal faith, ignorant souls.
Breathing the last breath
No, not if with their hijab
human souls are killed.

The beauty of moon and cotton clouds
Tried to tell the fake
Tales of life 
The thorn remains on the stems
Singing in our hearts.