Take me home to the land

Where the lifeless find meaning to life

Yearning for the day

they meet infallibles in the afterlife

 

The land where the martyrs blood meets the scholar ink

As the hearts together for one cause beat in sync

 

Take me home to the land

Where the poor find wealth

Where the dismayed find cure to their ill health

 

To the land where the rich find worth no money can buy

A cause so worthy they are ready to die.

Tranquility

I’m looking for a city that looks like us,
With its rain like us,
And its fall like us,
And its calmness like us,
And its madness like us,
Its thunders,
Its storms,
And its waves like us.
I’m looking for a city that looks like the color of your eyes,
And my sorrows.

– Nizar Qabbani

Midnight Poetry : 3rd of Sha’ban 1436 H

.. picture of Imam Hussain's shrine in Karbala ..
.. picture of Imam Hussain’s shrine in Karbala .. picture : alhassanain.org

lest we forget about you, dear prince

you and all around you made the angels cringe

for the blood shed on the cloak of your grandfather

for which Maryam and Asiya went down to earth and gathered

when people come and go, you stayed

only some who knows the secret; it’s the key

they follow your journey until the 10th

be your shield whenever the arrows rained

my life thanks you for your submission

your sacrifice left us in an endless mission

i made the poetry last night, remembering Imam Hussain on my sleepless night. The soul, sacrifice, extraordinary. Let me humbly offer my congratulation to Rasulullah sawa the first and the foremost and to all humanity on the birth anniversary of Imam Hussain as on 3rd of Sha’baan.. may we be blessed enough to follow his best exemplary.

The Last Goodbye

How did you say goodbye to him

When you know he will leave

Leave you forever in grief

 

How did you say goodbye to him

The swords from the opponent directed to his neck

The hungry lowly birth grasping to touch his cloak

 

How did you say goodbye to him

He will fight the hundreds of wolf alone

Will you ever see him again in the afternoon?

 

How did you say goodbye to him

His blood will cover the land

His lovers will suddenly become orphan

 

How did you say goodbye to him

“oh..it would be better if the sky fall down to the earth”

The tragedy shall remains forever, slicing your heart

 

How did you say goodbye to him

You keep seeing him in sight

Now you’ll only see the darkest night.

 

i write this last night and feel so emotional deep here. Saying goodbye is never easy. i can’t imagine how did Lady Zainab said goodbye (the last goodbye) to his brother Imam Hussain in Karbala, before Imam Hussain go alone to fight the enemy. Both knowing that they will never see each other again.. it’s too painful. How did Zainab bear such a pain and still had a beautiful patience.

“I see nothing but beauty..”

Karna

You are not son to your mother

You are not elder to your brother

but burdened yourselves with the sin of others

and I happened to take the blame of yours

The one who is taking the kingship

from whom Kannan will serve, will bow before your feet

Let you forgive me Karna

to repay the one you debted

Happened to mingle with those actually one shouldn’t

Got into the trap, Karna deceived by Kannan