Curled like imagined smoke,

coalescing into divine songs,

the pure moon,

morning azaan makes for unblemished prayer,

a race called human,

spreading colors, shade and depth,

lights shining and reverberating inside our souls,

sacred prayers offered,

to overcome war, hatred and prejudices,

verses of purity,

delicacies offered to bring hearts together,

knitting contentment on the sleeve,

maternal affection,

brotherly and sisterly bond,

strummed together,

to attain bliss,

Halwa,

Sevaiyan,

and kheer,

adding sweetness to our words and thoughts,

the creator, the all merciful Allah showering blessing,

we are children overcoming challenges and triumph,

in the face of hatred and darkness,

let the gates of unflinching love open.

Eid Mubarak.

Love

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