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In the Name of Allah , the Beneficent , the Merciful
Assalaam Alaykum
Peace be up on Hussain
And on Ali son of Hussain
And on the children of Hussain
And on the companioins of Hussain
Beloved grandson of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAWS)
Hussein then went on with his horse
Killing enemies with Godly force Until a voice heard, hold your sword
That was none but voice of Lord
Badly hurt by swords and arrows
Hussein firm with faith and avows
Weak he was from thirst and hunger
Bearing wounds for so much longer
He fell off horse to stand unable
Watching Shimr among the rabble
Shimr sat on Husseins back
Beheading Imam from wounded neck
Mercy was what, that they had lacked
Killings done for worldly sake
A martyrdom purely for Allah's sake
A heavenly voice then caused a quake
"Qad Kotallal Hussein ebi Kerbala"
"Qad Zobehal Hussein ebi Kerbala
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Assalaam Alaykum
Peace be up on Hussain
And on Ali son of Hussain
And on the children of Hussain
And on the companioins of Hussain
Beloved grandson of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (SAWS)
Hussein then went on with his horse
Killing enemies with Godly force Until a voice heard, hold your sword
That was none but voice of Lord
Badly hurt by swords and arrows
Hussein firm with faith and avows
Weak he was from thirst and hunger
Bearing wounds for so much longer
He fell off horse to stand unable
Watching Shimr among the rabble
Shimr sat on Husseins back
Beheading Imam from wounded neck
Mercy was what, that they had lacked
Killings done for worldly sake
A martyrdom purely for Allah's sake
A heavenly voice then caused a quake
"Qad Kotallal Hussein ebi Kerbala"
"Qad Zobehal Hussein ebi Kerbala
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The Tragedy of Kerbala - Ali Asgher ibne Hussein
Imam Hussein's six months old infant
When Imam called for help in grief
Ali Asgher responded in a manner so briefHe plunged out from his swinging cot
And fell down on a land so hot
Food or water he had nil
Ruthless enemied did not even feel
The six months infant suffered the most
Puzzled thereby at hostile host
Hussein took him to open field
And said for him do kindly yield
Drops of water could save his life
All that water you have in rife
No water for you in least
Shimr said, "it's for our beast"
None would quench the thirsty infant
Instead they killed the young in instant
Hurmala raised his bow and arrow
And killed the infant in a way so sorrow
Hussein then dug a shallow grave
Buried the martyr oppressed but brave
Thereafter, the mother of the infant used to cry and weep bitterly, saying
"To see my Asgher I so much crave
I hear my baby crying in grave
"What was his crime that got him killed
My wounded heart will never be healed
I keep starring at his empty cot
And feel I can reach out to touch my tot
My Asgher, my baby, my love, my heart
All I could do now is to cry on my part"
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Keep me in your Dua'a
Majoureen Inshallaah
Truly
Marria
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