You should have gone before…
I watched last lunch…
Did you miss it again?
My Ramadan is spring again!
You are also the month of goodness,
I became a slave to my ego.
Take me now on your way
I cried waiting for you…
It’s been a year.
What sins have we committed..
Every single month is Ramadan.
Twelve months the whole
Story is…
I have to walk in the districts.
May you always be happy,
Keep my faith…
Ramadan is the place
Where you have come…
Ortikova Jasmina. 16 years old. High-school student from Uzbekistan.
Email ID: jasminaortikova@gmail.com
