Short Ramadan Poems
Short Ramadan Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ramadan by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ramadan by length and keyword.
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
Fast in forgiving sins
Fast in gaining rewards
Fast in taking the way to Heaven
Fast in protects from the fire of Hell
Fasting makes pale with God for bending for his commands!
Real positive season
A month of fasting,
Magnanimity, generosity ,and maidenly
A time to give up ugly saying and acts
Darling Ramadan!
Am I lucky?
Not sure till the end of it.
Christmas is now the Holidays.
But Hanukkah is still Hanukkah
and Ramadan is still Ramadan.
Easter still has its name.
The media needs more time
to make the change.
Donal Mahoney
Christmas is now the Holidays.
But Hanukkah is still Hanukkah
and Ramadan is still Ramadan.
Easter still has its name.
The media needs more time
to make the change.
Donal Mahoney
A time of rinsing the sins
A month of happy moods
The way we face god unfacingly
The way we walked our prophets way
The moon a symbol that guides
A creation of allah intwined
Its light reflecting our fast
Till the day breaks does it last
Sitting with me as a very good friend
To turned me in spiritualities warrant
Connecting me with the power like current
To be with Allah whole month and inherent
Ramadan in need and is indeed a good friend
How can I let you go making me a different?
I took the bus to Mzanzi,
An impromptu trip
To a garage honeymoon,
One month I fasted listless
At the sad Hairless lands,
I had never seen such woman heartless,
But my dear Octopus lifted me up;
Forgive me Almighty
For this my wasted Ramadan.
She's here again
With her beauty unstained
She's here
Like she does every year
She's a goddess
She's a pure princess
A holy one
blessings are her crown
She's a lover
She's a guiding mother
A shoe to our feet
Our amour and our shield
In her we find our cure
To the sufferings we've endured
In her we find our peace
She mends us back in one piece
Form:
To fast is to have patients. To fast is to be strong and not do wrong.
To fast is to be pious and firm in your iman. To fast is to feel grateful, for the provisions
Allah has bestowed upon me.
To fast is to seek forgivness, to repent for the wrong I have done.
To fast is to feel furfilled.
The thirty days of ramadan make me strong spiritually and morally.
Form:
RAMADAN
Gone is ?????
Here's the month of ?????
The month of ?????
The month of ?????
We become ?????
We feel ?????
But never ?????
We worship with ?????
We hear ????
Soothing to our ????
We hear ????
And wish that ??????
Was for every ?????
Muslims in every ????
Are proud of ??????
For it is among the ?????
Of this beautiful ?????
Have a blessed ?????
@Clempoetry
days of fasting overlap
prayers offered to fill a gap
in lives surrounded by a wrap
of tradition and modern seditions
today, Lent and Ramadan bring
times of reflection and for some, to sing
folks set aside the mundane, for a better thing
to live special days, mingled with cherished conditions
like ships passing in the night
sojourners waiting for the morning light
take time to reflect on another’s might
seeking the Divine with community renditions
What a ramadan?
Veils everywhere
Still am damned
Time purity steers
Laced with pain;
Is my eye
How i be so stain;
I better die
Hope fly by all men
I only see din
Covered in darkness
Encamped agony, distress
A burden i carry;
My shoulder sour.
My heart tarry;
For my agony tall
Allah come save me!
This pain is beyond me!
Where do my hope seem?
Ramadan made it dim
Ramadan saves;
What of mine?
I hunger slave
To get the divine
SAVE me!
O Allah!
I guess the reason of god is to provide a blue print for right and wrong. A fabled story or a endless song.
From Our Father to Ramadan and the candles of Hanukkah.
Where I’m from a sin is a sin.
Truthfully I commit, that’s why I forgive.
The sky is the limit now I fly in it.
Laying on the clouds I’ll admit it.
Mary Jane gave me guidance.
Don’t live life if you don’t like surprises.
Sun rise, sun set,
Time ticks by but you can’t forget,
Wishing those good time could resurrect.