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Poetry dedicated to Islam and the Ahlul Bayt (household Of the last Prophet of mankind)All poems written by Abu Shahbaaz Londoni , poems are copyrighted and maybe used in the promotion of Islam, however all printed material must contain the source or acknowledge the writer unless agreed by prior permission
The Last Farewell
When Hussain Prepares to go and says his last farewell
When Zainabs eyes fill with tears and to Zuljanah’s feet Sakina fell
Oh Father You always put me to sleep and awoken me
don’t go Father you are the last one left in my family
I don’t water Father just bring my uncle Abbas back to me
When Hussain Prepares to go and says his last farewell
When Zainabs eyes fill with tears and to Zuljanah’s feet Sakina fell
Father the desert is filled with blood like water is in the sea
Father don’t go father, look father I am no more thirsty
Father I beg you don’t go father, don’t go with you I plea
When Hussain Prepares to go and says his last farewell
When Zainabs eyes fill with tears and to Zuljanah’s feet Sakina fell
Zainab sees her brother he is the youth of paradise
Zainab kisses her brother for the last time with tear filled eyes
And says
Oh my brother, on you may we be sacrificed
When Hussain Prepares to go and says his last farewell
When Zainabs eyes fill with tears and to Zuljanah’s feet Sakina fell
As he departs amongst the spears and knives
This is when tears of blood fell from the skies
These tears that fall are the ones that his mother Zehra cries
What more can Abu Shahbbaz
to you OH Shia tell
Thirsty is Abbas, he sits waiting
for Hussain next to Kawthers Well
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