The Tragedy of Zahra

Sleepless she became, from her
separation of her beloved father
Motives had changed and gates
were shut on Mustafa’s daughter.


A sorrow so great, that I wonder
how could the earth not tremble?
The world left dim, while paradise
rejoiced Muhammad’s arrival.


But now his household, was
a grave target of oppression
Revealing, after Muhammad,
their true, dark intention.


Commanded a slave, despite her
presence, to set the holy house on fire,
‘Fatima is in there!’ said a man, ‘So what!’
was the oppressors inhuman answer.


Kicked was the door, behind which Fatima
stood to protect her appointed Imam
They caused her to miscarry Mohsin, she
blead, crying ‘why do you cause us harm?’


Hidden was her grave, from those opposed
injustices upon her and God’s chosen leader
‘Forgiven’ one says, how? while after her,
her children too suffered like no other.



What Zaynab’s eye witnessed

-Words can never do justice of what these eyes have witnessed,
-for it’s by the will of God, how my sight still exists.
-I watched the burning door fall upon my mother
-leaving her with broken ribs, weeping, longing for her father…
-I silently sat there watching her pass by,
-I watched the one who could carry the door of khayber,
shaking to bury the Messenger of God’s daughter.
– These eyes then had to witness the loss of her Father,
– The struck of Ibn muljim separated this beloved daughter
  from God’s bravest warrior.
– But even that wasn’t enough for these eyes,
for it then witnessed Hassan coughing out blood
– The change of his skin, screamed
it’s farewell from my this brother..
– Then finally the time came, where not just one. But my entire family was snatched away from me.
– The innocent bodies of Aun O Muhammad, cries, mother we have given everything for your brother
– My nephew Ali Akbar smiles, aunty I defended your brother
– My Abbas, with no hands, hides his face, forgive me for I couldn’t get Sakina water.
– I look around, in all directions, until my eyes caught the sight
of the knife on the neck of Aba Abdillah
– I fall down, touching the soils of Karbala
– My heart then reminds me, ‘You are from holy lineage, show the world,
how Hussain’s blood won over their Gold
-I then stand up straight to look at the sky, I say I am Zaynab, with eyes filled with
tragedy, I saw nothing but the beauty of My lord.

I cry farewell oh My Beloved

-I cry farewell oh my beloved
How do i burry you under this sand

-You will no longer be in front of my sight
How do i now stay alone and survive

– The 5th year of Muhammad’s mission
The year when he was taken on his Ascension
Was the same year Allah sent you to earth from the blessed heavens.

– How foolish were the women of Quraysh when Khadija held you in her womb
They criticized her marriage with your father and left her alone, misunderstood.

– But God’s plan was indeed very different
For during your birth when everyone left
he sent 4 women of high status at your service.

– My beloved, Zahra you then opened your eyes
– The Prophet’s joy left him praising God with this surprise.

– In every trip the Prophet would not leave without bidding farewell to you Zahra
– How do i now bid you farewell for I am your Ali, O Fatima.

– When the courageous men couldn’t defend Muhammad against Abu Jahil and his supporters
– You, at a young age shook them with your words and defended you father.

– Once in a calamity, when you heard the news of your father had broken his tooth
You ran from the land of Madina, to wash his face and comfort him in the battle of Uhud.

– I watched your love and attachment grow towards your father
– For that was one of the many reasons I was chosen as your suitor

– From the heavens above, Gibrial announced
The cousin of God’s dearest messenger
-is to be wed with his most precious daughter.

– With happiness I came at your door
– To ask for your hand, and take you as mine once and for all

– Shayness of red, colored my face
And the messenger of God understood my case.

– Your silence was an acceptance for my proposal
-I then stipulated my armor as a dowry and took you as my wife, the daughter of God’s best creation.

– With such high status, as your dowry Gibrail asked what would you like to have in your possession.
– You declined them all and chose to be an intercession for this very nation.

– 9 years had passed, just like your father you too stood with me with every trials and tribulations.

– And now the time had finally come,
The messenger of God was now departing from this world.

– Sadness and grief touched your pure soul and no one understood what was the cause
– Such sufferings had fallen which made even your bright days into dark, gloomy storms.

– To save my rights as the successor you defended me in front of the door.
– The hearts of the oppressors were so darkened that they never thought on who did they throw the burning door upon.

– With broken ribs, you remained silent
Yet this much was not enough and your rights of fadak was taken.

– I now lay you down under this sand
With tears in my eyes I feel the broken ribs upon my hand.

– I hear Hasan, Husain, Zaynab and Kulthoom weep on the floor
-I now have to comfort them all alone
– My dearest Zahra, i ask how do i do this on my own?

– With a heavy heart, I burry your holy body under this land
– I bid you farewell my dearest Zahra, for even after my death I won’t be with you in this holy land.