Abbas Tere Baad
Mesum Abbas
The poet laments the immense suffering of the Ahlul Bayt after the martyrdom of Abbas, focusing on the hardships faced by Sakina, Zainab, and Imam Sajjad.
Haye Abbas
Alas, Abbas!
Abbas Tere Baad Sitam Ye Bhi Hua Hai Abbas Sitam Ye Bhi Hua Hai Masoom Sakina Ka Bhi Rassi Me Gala Hai
Abbas, after you, this oppression has also occurred, Abbas, this oppression has also occurred, Even the innocent Sakina's neck is now bound in ropes.
Kis Haal Me Haaye Hai Bhare Ghar Ki Dulaari Khaati Hai Tamache Shahe Mazloom Ki Pyaari Hoton Pe Faqat Haaye Chacha Haaye Chacha Hai
In what a state is the darling of the prosperous household, The beloved of the Oppressed King (Hussain) suffers slaps, On her lips, there is only, 'Alas, Uncle! Alas, Uncle!'
Che Maah Ke Asghar Ne Sitam Kitne Uthaaye Nanhi Si Lahad Khod Ke Sar Kaata Hai Haaye Do Baar Laaeno Ne Ise Qatl Kiya Hai
How much oppression did the six-month-old Asghar endure, Alas, they dug a tiny grave and severed his head, Twice, The cursed ones have killed him.
Gardan Me Gara Tauk Hai Aur Paao Me Langar Is Haal Me Kaato Pe Chalate Hai Sitamgar Beemar Ko Haasil Na Dawa Hai Na Giza Hai
There is a heavy collar around his neck and shackles on his feet, In this state, the oppressors make him walk on thorns, The sick one, Has neither medicine nor food.
Har Saas Aziyat Hai Aziyat Hi Aziyat Har Gaam Qayamat Hai Qayamat Hi Qayamat Zainab Ko Mayassar Na Amaari Na Rida Hai
Every breath is agony, nothing but agony, Every step is a calamity, nothing but a calamity, For Zainab, There is neither a litter nor a veil available.
Shaano Me Mere Rassiya Kuffar Ne Daali Sadqe Ki Khajure Bhi Meri Samt Uchaali Sadaat Pe Kya Waqt Qayamat Ka Pada Hai
The infidels placed ropes around my shoulders, They even tossed dates of charity towards me, Upon the descendants of the Prophet, What a time of calamity has fallen.
Aabid Ka Koi Haath Batane Nahi Aaya Tanha Hi Sakina Ke Janaze Ko Uthaya Har Saas Pe Sau Baar Wo Mar Mar Ke Jiya Hai
No one came to help Aabid, He lifted Sakina's funeral bier all alone, With every breath, He has died and lived a hundred times over.
Wo Chaalo Bhare Paao Wo Kaato Bhari Raahe Shabbir Ke Maqsad Pe Hai Aabid Ki Nigahe Zanjeer Ka Shikwa Hai Naa Durro Ka Gila Hai
Those blistered feet and those thorn-filled paths, Aabid’s eyes are fixed on Shabbir’s mission, He has no complaint of the chains, Nor any grievance of the whips.
Dil Hai Ke Sambhalta Hi Nahi Meesumo Fakhri Mausam Ye Badalta Hi Nahi Meesumo Fakhri Barsaat Hai Ashko Ki To Maatam Ki Ghata Hai
My heart just will not settle, Meesum-o-Fakhri, This season just will not change, Meesum-o-Fakhri, It is a downpour, Of tears, and a gathering of mourning clouds.
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