The lips are dry
Risks are high
Stomach is empty
Hunger is plenty
Energy is gone
Reserves are on
Desires are strong
Some are wrong
Abstinence the goal
To nourish the soul
Self advancement
Moral enhancement
Fasting achieves
Lost souls retrieves
In this plan enrol
Gain self control
And patience too
Will come to you
Blessings divine
Pure and fine
Will embrace you
Through n through
Routines are reset
For the very best
But alas for now
We have to bow
To bid farewell
And ring the bell
With a heavy sigh
Ramadan goodbye
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