Al-Madad Ya Zahra

Shaam Ko Jate Hue Kehti Thi Saniye Zehra...

While departing for Shaam, The second Zahra (Zainab) would say...

Sharm Aati Thi Mujhe Mai,baap Se Na Kehsaki Aap Maa Hai Jaanti Hai,kaifiyat Dil Ki Meri Ho Gai Binte Ali Na Mehramo'n Mei Be Parda

I felt such shame, I could not tell my father. You are a mother, you know the state of my heart. The daughter of Ali has become Unveiled before strangers.

Bekasi Dikhla Rahi Hai,kya Qayamat Ka Samaa Mar Na Jaye Gham Se Makhtal,mei Kahi Asghar Ki Maa Kaise Dekhegi Bhala Naize Pe Jism Asghar Ka

This helplessness reveals a scene of resurrection (Qayamat). May Asghar's mother not die of grief in the battlefield. How will she ever bear to see Asghar's body upon the spear?

Duur Naa Hone Diya Tha,apni Nazro Se Jise Us Jawa Bete Ko Laila,alwida Kaise Kahe Laash E Akbar Saamne Rone Pe Hai Laga Pehra

The one she never let out of her sight, How can Laila bid farewell to that young son? With Akbar's corpse before her, There is a guard placed upon her weeping.

Hathkadi Hatho Me Hai,aur Bediya Hai Pao Mei Ab Kaha Mohlat Milegi,baithne Ki Chhao Me Shaam Tak Sajjad Ka Kaanto Se Hai Hai Bhara Rasta

Handcuffs are on the hands, and shackles on the feet. Where will there be time now to sit in the shade? Until Shaam, Sajjad's Path is filled with thorns.

Ladkhadate Hai Kadam,aur Ankh Mei Ansu Bharo Marhala Dushwar Hoga,ye Rukaiyya K Liye Lasha E Abbas Se Guzregi Kaise Be Parda

Steps are stumbling, and eyes are filled with tears. This stage will be difficult for Ruqayya. How will she pass, unveiled, By the corpse of Abbas?

Dasht Me Takseem Kaise,hogaya Wo Mehjabeen Sar Kahi Tukde Kahi Hai,aur Sehra Hai Kahi Apne Qasim Ko Bhala Pehchane Kistarah Farwa

How was that moon-faced one scattered in the desert? The head is somewhere, the pieces are elsewhere, and the desert is vast. How then will Farwa Recognize her Qasim?

Berida Binte Ali Hai, Bekafan Ibne Ali. Shaam Jae Ya Sambhale, Laash Ko Shabbir Ki Kaanpte Hoto'n Pe Ye Fizza Ke Isteghasa Thha

The daughter of Ali is unveiled, the son of Ali is without a shroud. Should she go to Shaam, or tend to the corpse of Shabbir? Upon trembling lips, this Was Fizza's cry for help.

Sharm Aati Thi Mujhe Mai,baap Se Na Kehsaki Aap Maa Hai Jaanti Hai,kaifiyat Dil Ki Meri Ho Gai Binte Ali Na Mehramo Mei Be Parda

I felt such shame, I could not tell my father. You are a mother, you know the state of my heart. The daughter of Ali has become Unveiled before strangers.

Dasht Me Aun O Mohammad,ki Takallum Thi Sada Bhar Na Aaye Maa Ka Dil Laa,she Chhupa De Ai Hawa Ruk Na Jaen Ye Kadam Hai Sakht Imteha'n Maa Ka

In the desert, the voice of Takallum (the poet) was calling: 'Do not let the mother's heart break, O wind, hide the corpses. May these steps not stop, It is a difficult test for a mother.'