Ajeeb Haal Me Hai Fatima Ke Dono Pisar
Mir Hasan Mir
The poem reflects on the immense sorrow and trials faced by the two beloved sons of Fatima, Imam Hasan and Imam Hussain. It recounts the tragic events that defined their lives and their ultimate sacrifices.
Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Ajeeb Haal Me Hai Fatima Ke Dono Pisar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
In a strange state are both of Fatima's sons, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Hasan Ke Teer Badan Me, Hussain Teero Par Ajeeb Haal Me Hai Fatima Ke Dono Pisar
Hasan has arrows in his body, Hussain is upon the arrows, In a strange state are both of Fatima's sons.
Hasan Ko Dekha Hai Qasim Ne Khoo Ugalte Hue Sakina Dekhti Hai Baap Ko Tahe Khanjar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
Qasim saw Hasan vomiting blood, Sakina watches her father beneath the dagger, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Najane Dekhe Hai Zainab Ne Tasht Me Kese Jigar Ke Tukde Hasan Ke, Kabhi Hussain Ka Sar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
I know not how Zainab endured seeing in the tray, Sometimes the pieces of Hasan's liver, sometimes Hussain's head, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Hasan Ne Jate Hue Choome Bazu Zainab Ke Hussain Jate Hue Choomte Rahe Chadarr Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
As he departed, Hasan kissed the arms of Zainab, As he departed, Hussain kept kissing her veil, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Hasan Ke Bete Ke Ummat Ne Kar Diye Tukde Hussain Late Hai Tukde Wo Saare Chun Chun Kar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
The Ummah tore Hasan's son into pieces, Hussain brings those pieces back, gathering them one by one, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Udhar Hasan Ke Janaze Par Phool Teero Ke Idhar Hussain Ke Lashe Pe Nazr Hai Pattharr Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
On one side, flowers of arrows upon Hasan's funeral bier, On the other, stones are showered upon Hussain's corpse, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Udhar Hasan Ka Janaza Phiraya Galiyo Me Sare Hussain Phiraya Gaya Idhar Dar-Dar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
On one side, Hasan's funeral bier was paraded through the streets, On the other, Hussain's head was paraded from door to door, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
Tadap Rahe Hai Janaze Kuch Aur Yu Akbar Ke Teer Khech Rahi Hai Badan Se Khud Madar Haye Hasan Haye Hussain
The funeral biers are writhing, and Akbar is such that, The mother herself is pulling the arrows from his body, Alas, Hasan! Alas, Hussain!
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