Matam Karo Hussain Alaihis Salam Ka

Ek Din Mein Ghar Ujar Gaya Logo'n Imam Ka.. Sukha Hua Tha Syed E Mazloom Ka Gala Pani Nahi Mila... Gardan Pe Sheh Ke Shimr Ne Khanjar Chala Dia Roti Thi Syeda.. Kya Haal Kar Dia Gaya Aali Maqaam Ka

In a single day, the house of the Imam was devastated, people. The throat of the Oppressed Master was parched. Water was not found. Shimr struck the dagger upon the neck of the King. Syeda (Zehra) was weeping. What a state was inflicted upon the Exalted One.

Ek Din Mein Dil Pe Zakhm 72 Ke Khaye Hai.. Khoo'n Mein Nahaye Hain Hurr John Aur Habib Ke Laashe Uthaye Hain Aansu Bahaye Hain.. Khaimo'n Talak Janaza Jo Laya Ghulam Ka

In a single day, the heart bore the wounds of the seventy-two. They were bathed in blood. The bodies of Hurr, John, and Habib were lifted. Tears were shed. When the funeral of the slave was brought to the tents.

Seene Se Apne Bete Ke Naiza Juda Kiya Haye Wa Musibata.. Zehra Ka Laal Dasht Mein Be Noor Ho Gya Haye Wa Musibata.. Us Be Watan Ka Haaye Shah E Tashnakaam Ka

He pulled the spear from the chest of his son. Alas, what a calamity. The light of Zehra (Hussain) became dim in the desert. Alas, what a calamity. Alas for that homeless, thirsty King.

Zainab Ke Dil Pe Kaisi Qayamat Guzar Gayi Duniya Ujar Gai.. Maqtal Mein Sheh Ki Laash Ki Be Hurmati Huyi Wo Dekhti Rahi.. Pamaal Laasha Ho Gaya Shah E Anaam Ka

What a doomsday passed over Zainab's heart. The world was devastated. In the battlefield, the body of the King was desecrated. She kept watching. The body of the King of Mankind was trampled.

Maula Ke Khandaan Pe Barhti Gayi Jafa Chheeni Gayi Rida.. Chalta Tha Garm Ret Pe Kanto'n Pe Qafla Bazaar Aa Gaya.. Naize Pe Dekhta Raha Manzar Jo Shaam Ka

The oppression against the Master's family kept increasing. Veils were snatched away. The caravan walked on hot sand and thorns. They reached the bazaar. While the view of Syria was watched from upon the spear.

Pyaso'n Ko Yaad Kar Ke Sabilain Lagao Tum Pani Pilao Tum.. Kaala Libas Pehno'n Alam Bhi Sajao Tum.. Yu'n Ghum Manao Tum Farsh E Aza Bichhao Shahido'n Ke Naam Ka

Remembering the thirsty ones, set up water stations. Offer water to others. Wear black clothes and decorate the standard (Alam). In this way, mourn. Spread the carpet of grief in the name of the martyrs.

Ek Pal Na Bhool Payege Ghurbat Hussain Ki Jab Tak Hai Zindagi.. Yu'n Hi Karenge Mesum O Azlan Aazmi Maula Ki Naukri.. Zehra Se Ajr Humko Milega Kalam Ka

We will not be able to forget the loneliness of Hussain for a single moment, as long as there is life. Mesum and Azlan Aazmi will continue to serve the Master just like this. We will receive the reward for our poetry from Zehra.