It’s always the changing
wind that hints to us,
A month is here full of
mercy and trust.
The daffodils, the lily,
blossom early in the morning,
They greet the people
and appear charming.
It’s the time, we find
people engrossed in prayers,
Glossing their heart and
soul with colourful layers.
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| Photo Credits: Ahmer Khan |
The dazzle of food is
like never before,
Cherries, strawberries,
and dates galore.
And I fast knowing
hunger of the poor,
Giving alms to needy,
and pray for their cure.
I feel the dawn, I feel
the dusk,
Can feel the fragrance
of that heap of husk.
O' people let us love,
let us share,
For surely this month,
we ought to care.
