Final Wave of Ramadhan

A Poem by
Ershad Khan

Reflections during the last days of Ramadan

Drifting away
Gently with the tides,
Taking the blessed days and nights
With you, oh precious boat!

Won't you slow down a bit?
I've got so little of your gifts!

Stranded on the ground
Of this transient land,
Caught in the mirage
Nothing but heated sand
I embraced with both hands!

Only to discover
The gem of life,
Is shaped with
Days and nights of sacrifice.

When you make the trip next year
I ponder with tears
Will I still be around?

If this was the final treat,
I only hope I'm haven-bound

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