A Simple Ramadan Poem

The dunya has us by our teeth
We want to play games, eat and sleep
Our Imaan is weak

But Allah sends us hope
Every year the festive cheers
Brings into call the blessed month

When we sustain from games, food, and sleep
With our Qurans at hand we weep

As we fast we think
Of Allah's great favours
Like food and drink
He gave us provision and sustanance
For which Him we thank
With words of glory and praise
Our status ever multiplying in rank

For all this effort we will find
Our souls' peace of mind

As the sun will set
To bring the day to an end
The bad deeds that we dread
Our good deeds will apprehend

Maghrib comes into play
Break the fast and lets pray
Jamaah all the way
And that brings the end of a day

In comes the night
Imaan shining bright
Stand in line behind the Imam we can see
The light given to us by Allah for us to feel
Imaans excellent zeal

Then will come the festive day
On which we will celebrate
In an Islamic Way