My Melancholy Thoughts

When the blazing fire in the sky;
Has sunk into the expanse of the Arabian,
When from the distant mosque;
A prayer is heard,
 

When the many hued evening heavens;
Are dotted with home bound sea-gulls,
When the musical sound of the waves;
Does form a symphony divine,
 

When lovely dusk does spread her veil;
When darkness triumphs with her conquest of light,
When the rising full moon bestows;
A smile so soothing and benign,
 

When nostalgic memories do flood my mind, then;
Then do I feel sad and ask myself,
Why should we be leaving all this behind...
Pass off into nothingness?