Kiwein Darbaar Gayi
Mir Hasan Mir · 2022
This poem describes the painful journey of Bibi Zainab and the Ahlul Bayt as they are taken to the courts of Damascus after the tragedy of Karbala.
Kiwein Darbar Gayi Berida Binte Ali Jeri Naaza Di Pali
How did the daughter of Ali go unveiled to the court, She who was raised in luxury and comfort
Paake Hath Kariya Jadaan Shaam Deh Bazaar Aayi Dadi Majboor Teh Bechain Si Zahra Jayi Aakhey Sajjad Phophi Beer Bazaar Bari Tu Aye Naaza Di Pali
When she arrived in the bazaars of Shaam in shackles, the daughter of Zahra was deeply helpless and restless. Sajjad says, 'O Aunt, the crowd in the bazaar is immense, and you are one raised in luxury.'
Jaikon Farmaya Nabi Paak Neh Dila Da Tukra Hay Afsoos Meri Sain Koo Haq Na Miliya Oh Jada Khali Wali Qabar Babe Di Hali Haye Naaza Di Pali
She whom the Holy Prophet called a piece of his heart; alas, my Lady did not receive her due rights, even though the grave of her father was still fresh.
Chadran Lutiya Teh Kehme V Jalaye Lokaa Fatima Jaya Koo Bazaar Dekhaye Lokaa Shehar Teh Shehar Phiri Rul Gayi Ale Nabi Jeri Naaza Di Pali
People looted their veils and burned their tents; they paraded the daughter of Fatima through the bazaars. Wandering from city to city, the family of the Prophet was left destitute, she who was raised in luxury.
Veer Ghazi Da Jadon Dhal Gaya Sir Tho Sayaa Sain Zainab Neh Kadi Sukh Da Na Wela Ayaa Kadi Koofe Teh Kadi Shaam Darbaar Gayi Haye Naaza Di Pali
When the shadow of her brother Ghazi's head fell from above her, Lady Zainab never saw a moment of peace again. Sometimes to Kufa, sometimes to the court of Shaam she went, she who was raised in luxury.
Veer Sajjad Dukhi Behn Koo Chad Na Jawi Behn Ujri Noo Kafan Shaam Da Thoo Na Pawi Kar Keh Matam Eh Chali Wich Zindaan Eh Mari Jeri Naaza Di Pali
Brother Sajjad, do not leave your grieving sister; do not let this desolate sister be shrouded in the garments of Shaam. Mourning, she departed and died in the prison, she who was raised in luxury.
Chake Hatha Teh Sakina Ko Eh Abid Soche Kaun Sunda Eh Meri Kis Noo Dasawa Jaa Keh Chaar Saala Dee Dukhi Behn Margay Eh Meri Jeri Naza Di Pali
Lifting Sakina in his arms, Abid thinks: 'Who will listen to me? To whom shall I go and tell? My four-year-old grieving sister has died,' she who was raised in luxury.
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