In moonlit skies, the night awakes,
The call of Eid, the morning breaks.
Eid al-Adha is drawing near,
A time of love, of faith, sincere.
Ibrahim stood the hardest test,
His son he offered, at God’s behest.
But mercy came from skies above,
A tale of faith, a bond of love.
Markets full with goats and cows,
Children cheer with playful vows.
Eyes gleam bright, hearts open wide,
In every soul, joy and pride.
Prayer begins at dawn’s first light,
Hearts unite in pure delight.
Then sacrifice, in God’s own name,
A sacred act, never in vain.
The poor receive their rightful share,
A plate of joy, a sign we care.
On this day, we stand as one,
No rich or poor beneath the sun.
Let Eid return with every year,
Its lessons deep, its meaning clear.
May sacrifice not end today,
But live in all we do and say.
The sun rose gently, soft and warm,
But the house feels quiet, missing her charm.
Eid mornings filled with light and grace,
Now hold echoes of her smiling face.
She'd sit by the door, hands soft and old,
A shawl wrapped tight against the cold.
Her eyes would shine with joy anew,
As we lined up, eager for what we knew.
A crisp ten-rupee note, folded with care,
Slipped into our hands with a loving stare.
To the world, it was small – just a simple bill,
But in our hearts, it holds value still.
We’d run and laugh, feeling so grand,
That tiny treasure safe in hand.
To her, it wasn’t the amount she gave,
But the love and blessings that she saved.
Now Eid arrives, but she’s not here,
Her absence is sharp, yet love draws near.
I close my eyes and I can see,
Her gentle smile, watching over me.
The ten rupees may fade away,
But the memories will always stay.
Her kindness lingers, soft and deep,
A love eternal, ours to keep.
So as we gather, side by side,
We know she’s with us, full of pride.
And every Eid, in hearts and prayer,
We found our great-grandmother there.
In these colors, do you see red out there?
And in red, do you need strength?
Are you someone needed to be mightier?
In these colors, do you feel green somewhere in?
Do you believe in warmth, grass-root progression?
Or, one day closer in, to fade in within the horizon?
In these colors, will you ever prefer brown?
Skin-colored divine codes, still arrogant in denial?
The huge Carpe-Diem, calling you and me, to chime in.
In these colors, will you ever supplicate for the gray one?
White and black, black and white, color mixing hippy lives...
An utter failure or, an anonymously gray one.
In these colors, do you see a color, for you and me, and a moon?
The cosmic terrain, crawling in into laughter, festoon and religious boons?
Reaching for your hands there, farther down to start within.
Eid Mubarak
Dear heart let it go
Don't be stubborn
Eid is a name of joys
Glads've no relation with us
We're sorrowful and wistful
This Eid is not for us
Our clothes are chapped
We are still bare,
Hungry and homeless
We can't afford new goods
People are blind having eyes
They can't see our helplessness
All hug one another
But contuse is still there
Our Eid is not depend on moon
This moon doesn't obey us
This should ask us before it appears
This day to celebrate the supreme sacrifice
of the ancient prophet Abraham
This day to ponder and reminisce
that divine substitution of Ismail for a ram!
This Quranic and biblical factual story
shall never diminish in its age-old glory
That superb reliance on and compliance with the will of God
eternally for man to learn from and applaud.
Upon his awesome trust in the unseen, let his kind marvel
and of submission, devotion to God bestow him a laurel
And now for the sake of mutual unity and festivity
first let all of humanity
release their doves of peace
and let them fly freely, unprovoked, unrestrained
with olive branches in their beaks
such that when angels who predicted
forever feuding humans
look down they see instead
6 billion or more two fingers up
in a huge mass of humanity
signalling for and meaning to keep the peace!
But mind you, world peace is to be everybody's goal
so let no one leave space for any loop-hole.
EID GREETINGS everybody.
All sins gone without bargain and bid,
All fasting souls are now new born kid,
Alhamdulillah for all assistance and aid,
Eidul Fitr brings to all a big Mubarak Eid!
“Are you sleeping still on Bed?
Have a view of gift ahead,
Oh, the Eid crescent is above your head,
May this beautiful eve turn you crimson Red,
Accept heartiest greetings and tweet,
Because Can’t I buy the bunch of Sweet,
May thou feel head over heel,
And enjoy this festive with full zest and zeal,
Embrace, hug, and switch off all disputes,
And be the human of piety attributes,
This poem will go on and on, So
Keep on enjoying Eid with chirpy brow! ! !
M. Shahid H. Chouhdry
Bahawalpur, Pakistan
All Rights Reserved.
RAMADAN is making song
As we waiting so long
So the joy is every where
smile on every face no tear
So the Eid what we wait and long
The custom of sacrificing halal animals
On the day of Eid-Ul-Azha
Derives from a fact of
Prophet Abraham and Prophet Ismael
Which is known to many people
Across the globe.
God can take away from you
Any time He wants
Your parents, your brothers and sisters
Your children and your friends
He can even torture them to death
Before your very nose
God is kinder and crueler
Than human beings
Although His kindness
Is many times more
Than His cruelty
That’s why
We should sacrifice halal animals
In order to please Him
On the day of Eid-Ul-Azha.
It rained THIS year around Eid.
Rained both, clear... and blood.
And the land was cleansed by the following morning.
(For those unaware, Eid is a religous festival celebrated by Muslims)