Imagery Haiku

Arabian Night
Wind blows so slightly,
Lights that never die tonight,
An empire unites.

This haiku is how I express the following:
It is nearing midnight in an Arabian city. This city can be seen as a mecca, where thousands of people gather in a time of peace to trade and purchase goods. A king sits in a balcony of his palace, and the desert winds hit his face with a freshness that envigorates him. He does not rule these people, for he is one of them. When he looks down he sees caravans and their lights blurred for miles, each one trying to sell something. The commotion and hubbub of this city is comforting to everyone who hears it. Eventually it will die with the night, but for now it is magical. The clearest sky, the brightest stars, and the best location he could ever imagine.

City Lights
Happy single man,
Stares out to the bright city,
While his mind is split.

This haiku is how I express the following:
A single man is in his apartment, and his room is one on the tenth or so floor. It is high enough so he can look out through a massive window while reclining in a chair and gaze at the city lights blazing back at him. He is enjoying something relaxing, such as a movie or video games. Someone special has just entered his life, and he is taking the time to stop and absorb the finer details of the city he has become a part of. An enormous full moon illuminates his patio and room. He smiles, and picks up the phone to call a special someone.

The Mall
Rainy night tonight,
Look up at the glass skylight,
Hear "pitter-patter".

This haiku is how I express the following:
It's a rainy tonight and two people are sharing it at the mall together. There isn't anything that they need, or anything that they even especially want. They are in love but have not yet confessed it to one another. For the moment they frolic about in their youthful desires, free of pain and hurt. This moment, where both know they are in love, but have not confessed it, is sublime. The uncertainty of such an event allows both to act freely and as themselves. The rain above casts gorgeous prisms on the carpeted walkways of the mall, as the two go from store to store. They are able to talk about everything, and also nothing. The rain is symbolic of the beauty they share, and they will not leave until it stops.

**Everyone has those environments or atmospheres that they can envision in their mind, but never dream about explaining to someone. This is my pathetic attempt to portray those situations in writing. These are mere shadows of the real image that exists in my mind of these places. I don't know why they are there, or why I am so strongly attracted to them. They are just more things that exist without explanation.