a poetry depicting pangs of hopes and prayers a poetry depicting pangs of hopes and prayers

Rain, rain, come again, I want to see the bow again, Filled with life and breeze. Rain, rain, come again, I want to see the bow again, Filled with life and ...

Oh, mother! I bow to her, Like you, in the world, no one can be. Oh, mother! I bow to her, Like you, in the world, no one can be.

Nor a day passes without Bowing my head in proud Nor a day passes without Bowing my head in proud

This poem is in the praise of Almighty. This poem is in the praise of Almighty.

To forgive you from the first meeting, To forgive you from the first meeting,