Ramadan , a holy month giving freshness and vigor of mind
Even any man of any religion can get its pleasure
To be of sanctity of light gray and white
Mind and body immersed in unusual greatness
The light of day and night is reflected everywhere.
This is of wordless and sinless time
The people pass along their journey to pilgrimage
For the bindings of spiritual life the time hereinafter
After death and before departure the soul becomes deep
And toiled with truth and virtue of the stand alone
As if it is always glittered that can enrich all the time
For the race of life for everlasting its growth
By banishing weirdness and past sorrows of mankind
In the grave and after the meadow it will always insist
To be mentally hitch free in motion
Not for always with luxurious deed and burnt fame
As if everything is ending and nothing remaining
In the world for outcries of peace and love
For Fraternity and happiness hanker after\
Life is of struggle for existence of life's race
For mortal suffering and pathways of victory and joys
Like the sweet voice in the dreams of a child
Telling of the holy Ramadan lagging behind.
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