EID-L-FITR

The crowns covered the heads

As the caps fit heads never the kneels.

The craziness will never will a cap the bottom.

The laziness will never wear a trouser on, from head.

Nudeness is an heritage of heaven, covering clothes is made of the beings. 

The skin and hairs are great covering for the animates.

The minds and mouths keep out of the trashes will soon be opened.

The sealed liquored bottles the opener is the minds and mouths.

A drop of wine displaced into a devil drones.

Water needs to flow, the wind is blown shifty. As the bullets sprayed across the road in the city market as in the war fronts.

The pediatians were cursed to fell for the sins of the trades.

The actions query the king and chiefs.

In the two homes I always resided all the times.

It seems there is mine before existence and after l am.

The fitr here before and always here forever and ever.

The day is here already as yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Nothing is happening always had been here and there.

The fasting is life always and already being here and there.

The fitr comes every day every time at any moment.

The sun and moon are almost here and there every day every time at any moment.

As a dream of celebration I saw two beds in two homes almost in white covers.

The times tow each other as a chain of transition.

It comes a source roaming the beginning to start again.