Showing posts with label Kerbala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kerbala. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 December 2013

Poem: Like moth to flame


The flag stands firm, before you O Hussain, 
It protects you from every harm and every pain, 
It stands firm and protects you O Hussain, 
For with loyalty we flock to you O Hussain. 

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain.

I look and weep for your tragedy is great, 
The others look at us with contempt and hate, 
They attack us and tell us Hell is your fate, 
We smile back and say, is not Ali standing on Heavens gate?

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain, 

When you were outnumbered and left alone, 
You wavered not, nor did you falter, 
For Allah's religion, everything you gave, 
I sit here and weep for O Hussain, my master Husain. 

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain, 


Fourteen Hundred years after your day, 
I sit and weep, people wondering if I am insane, 
I look at your day and wonder, 
Why on your day there is no thunder, 
Knowing the skies weep and heaven rents asunder, 

Like  moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain

We bring our children to you Hussain, 
Hoping they can serve your Mehdi in every way, 
For the battle began with You in Kerbala, 
but injustice will end with him, 
When he come to us, like the sunlight ray, 

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain

Bless us to continue serving you O Hussain, 
For Zahra prays for the one who serves you Hussain. 

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain.

For because of you, the earth receives rain, 
And all goodness does the earth retain, 
For the sacrifice you gave for Islam, 
The world echoes Allah's name. 

Like moth to flame, we flock to you O Hussain


Sunday, 21 April 2013

Kerbala Poem

Salaaam Alaykum,

I had been blessed to go to Kerbala last month. Whilst thinking about Kerbala, I wrote the following small poem before my trip;


Kerbala

An oasis of hope in the desert of despair
A bowl of warm rice to the starving man
A chair to the man tired of walking
Serenity to the one who is worried
Love for the One who is full of hatred
Contentment to the  one who is greedy
 Home to the lovers Of Ahlulbayt
 You still ask me what is Kerbala?
 It Is ALL this And so much more! 
 My words fail to Express the  Heaven that is  Kerbala.
To those that have been yearn to go again, 
To those that havent been, they desire to go to Kerbala
A place so sacred that only one who is called can go, 
A place where one man sacrificed his life and the life of his dear ones, 
all for his Lord. 
In its rawest form, Kerbala is LOVE  Manifested in the highest manner.
For me, Kerbala is just that: LOVE!! <3

May you be blessed!