Women of Karbala

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To the women from each and every nation,
Learn from the women of Bani Hashim.

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Umme Farwa

Raised alone by Umm e Farwa, she brought up a lion
Whose father was poisoned till death, he was Qasim
He kept his promise to Hassan and stood for Hussain
He fought, until he was cut into pieces for this religion
Now look at Farwa, who collects the pieces of her son
She gave this huge sacrifice, against injustice she won.

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Ummul Banieen
She changed her name, for the sake of Imam Ali
To not remind pain, she became Ummal Baneen
She treated the sons of Zahra as her very own
For that is how her Abbas became Hussain’s soul
Just as his mother, protected Ali from any sadness
Abbas gave his life, trying to save Sakina’s distress.

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Umm Al-Laila

He was the resemblance of the Holy Prophet of God
His voice reminded Hussain, the prayer of Muhmmad
By Umm e Laila, Ali Akbar as a huge sacrifice was given
Surely, by a look alike of Ahmad, their hearts would soften
They remained cold, like dead idols and stabbed his chest
They broke the mirror of Mustafa, and failed their test.

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Lady Rubab

In hope, her 6-month-old would get some water
Rubab, let go of Ali Asghar, parting away forever
Less did she know, that this was her final farewell
For how could she, imagine the worst and dwell?
Hussain returned back with Asghar’s neck torn
Rubab’s soul shook, in silence unable to mourn
But that is not all, Rubab had seen
Her daughter, Sakina didn’t find sleep for days
She was tortured not just one but in many ways
Her clothes were burned, and ear rings ripped
Related to Ahmad, is that why she was punished?
When asked for Hussain, his head they presented
Broken, in sleep from this world, she descended.

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Syeda Zaynab

Now, Look at Zaynab, who gave up her children
to protect Hussain, became her single mission
She spoke out loud against the nasty tyrants,
She reminded the women of God’s assurances
For now if you ask, why did Hussain take his women?
Look around, in their calamity, they spoke his message.

 

So think again, oh my women of each and every nation
The grandson of Muhammad, by you saved his mission
Doubt not your worth, no matter the pain you endure
For by God, no creation but you is the strongest of all

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The Silent Killers of Hussain

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He knew from the beginning
of his very first breath,
How tragically he would
be slaughtered to death.

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He saw his grandfather,
mother and father weep.
No matter what this promise
he declared to always keep.

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To rescue the nation of Ahmad,
became Hussain’s ultimate mission.
Wont the saviour arrive when he
is called to stop oppression?

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Knowing where death awaits, to the
call of those people, marched Hussain

They betrayed him due to cowardness,
leaving him slayed and broken.

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Would you not rush to help
those who are your beloved?
Then why do you question
Hussain, when he kept his word.

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You see, this was their test, by
God would Hussain be saved?
Together they could have won
against Yazid, instead they cheated.

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They were sacred from Yazid’s judgement
but now they can’t escape from God’s
How would they face Muhammad, while
letting his family remain without shrouds?

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Fear Of the saviour

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You seized the rights of
Allah, given of your leader
From his family you snatched
away every sip of water.

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Without a sword, he showed you all to
abstain bloodshed and enter God’s path
But instead you killed him and gained
the Most Merciful’s worst wrath

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I am not surprised why do
you forbid his mourning,
Just as you denied him
water, you deny us grieving.

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How do we stop, knowingly,
that our lives are always at risk
For only through Hussain, in this
land human rights still exists

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You see, we try to change, and
to change we need to live
For our leader’s return every
sacrifice, we are willing to give.

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Just like Muhammad, Mahdi too
will be a mercy to mankind
He will show, how God- from
your dark soul’s, you’ve denied.

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I now know, it’s not hate, against
my pure school of thought
It’s fear, for as believers you’d
be exposed, as an enemy of God

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Shine for Imam Mahdi (as)

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Like the Sun I want to rise,
bright in front of your sight.
Sacrificing for the good, I try
to never dim away my light.
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For you, I speak against the
wrong and defend what’s right.
And you secure my soul,
form any darkness to ignites.
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I fear, this light, before you arrive, with my
every fibre, I continuously try to obtain.
But due to my sins, might lose its shine,
tarnishing me into pieces, once again.
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Yet I know, you’ve raised me to glare
against every cloud and thunder
I plead, approve me as your own
and come back as my just leader.
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Permission of Zahra

To enter Lady Fatima’s household,
for the soul of Prophet Muhammad
the angle of death, asked her permission,
before, accepting this very command.
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That even after being
ordered directly by Allah,
The angle knew, he couldn’t
accept, without Fatima.
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Yet, isn’t it strange, how those
who claimed to be gifted heaven
Were the ones, who took Zahra’s
rights without any hesitation.
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When the soul of the best creation,
never departed until Zahra had let go
Can you call him ‘righteous’? when
she said ‘no, I am Zahra’ and he said ‘So?’
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Burned was her door, and our
Queen fell hopelessly on the floor,
crushed with a nail, upon her ribs,
she lost her innocent, unborn.

 

The House of Griefs

 

With words she shook, the throne of the
misguided one, who took away her rights
She made the 1st feel guilty of his actions,
once again of guidance she shed the light.

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Indeed, bad company, is a dark, bloodied stain
which is often very difficult to be removed,
Against Zahra’s right stood the 2nd, and tore
the agreement the 1st signed and approved.

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From her child being miscarried, to her
rights from her father forcefully denied
Next to baqi, she complained to Mustafa,
for her misfortunes, all day and night.

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Complained the men of Madina, to Ali,
due to Zahra’s cries, none could sleep
He build for Zahra, a house to weep
Next to Baqi, he named’ The house of griefs’

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She requested Bilal, to once again
read Ahmad’s call to prayer
Hearing her father’s name,
she fell unconscious, in tears.

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She spoke now, in the language of
tears, known once as red rose,
she began to wither, slowly, upon
her death, she now stood close.
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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.

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

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

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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.

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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?’

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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.

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