By birth she gave us a life.
In a huge span of months till rife.
Off course its a nature’s bounty.
Which cannot be paid within county.
Multiple choices were laid in the gardens of rows.
Healing the pain of sorrows.
Step by step we came up to the knowledge.
To face the truth of courage.
Blessings made a way for us.
Creating plenty of fuss.
Pride to this lives we are honoured.
Off what could be showered.
Smiles surrounded playing number of rhymes.
Hopes stayed in our kitty of shines.
Smell of sky lies from seven.
Relieving the “flowers of heaven”.
© Mohammed Niyaz