Parda e Ghaib Mein
Shahid Baltistani
This poem speaks of the hidden Imam who mourns for the tragedy of Karbala in solitude. He remembers the suffering of the Ahlul Bayt and waits for the world to understand their pain.
Haye Aakhri Hussain, Haye Aakhri Hussain Haye Aakhri Hussain Ya Hussain, Shah Hussain, Ya Hussain
Alas, the final Hussain, alas, the final Hussain Alas, the final Hussain O Hussain, King Hussain, O Hussain
Parda E Ghaib Mein Zainab Ke Liye Rota Hai Aaj Bhi Ek Hussain Tanha Hai Parda E Ghaib Mein
Behind the veil of the unseen, he weeps for Zainab Even today, a Hussain remains alone Behind the veil of the unseen
Ghum E Sajjad Mein Dil Uska Aza Khana Hai
In the grief of Sajjad His heart is a house of mourning
Murtajiz Se Kabhi Sunta Hai Wo Shabbir Ka Ghum Tegh Se Puchta Hai Madar E Besheer Ka Ghum Aise Tanhayi Mein , Majlis Wo Bapa Karta Hai
Sometimes he hears the grief of Shabbir from the horse (Murtajiz) He asks the sword about the grief of the mother of the infant (Ali Asghar) In such loneliness He establishes a gathering of mourning
Khoo Bhari Chadar E Zainab Mein Chupata Hai Unhe Choomta Hai Kabhi Aankho'n Se Lagata Hai Unhe Baazu Abbas Ke , Godi Mein Liye Baitha Hai
He hides them in the blood-stained cloak of Zainab Sometimes he kisses them, sometimes he presses them to his eyes The arms of Abbas He sits holding them in his lap
Uske Darbaar Mein Jaa'n Dene Ko Hazir Hota Kaash Ham Mein Bhi Koi Ibn E Mazahir Hota Dil Tadap Jaata Hai , Jab Mujhko Khayal Aata Hai
I would be ready to give my life in his court I wish there was someone like Ibn-e-Mazahir (Habib) among us My heart aches Whenever this thought comes to me
Misle Shabbir Wo Akbar Ke Liye Rota Hai Khoon Rote Hue Sughra Ka Wo Khat Padhta Hai Uske Seene Mein Bhi , Ek Toota Hua Naiza Hai
Like Shabbir, he weeps for Akbar He reads the letter of Sughra while weeping tears of blood In his chest too There is a broken spear
Dekh Kar Bheedh Tadap Jaata Hai Zainab Ki Qasam Uski Aankho'n Se Bhi Bazaar Mein Har Ek Qadam Khoon Sajjad Ke , Zakhmo Ki Tarha Rista Hai
Seeing the crowd, he writhes in agony, I swear by Zainab From his eyes too, in the bazaar, with every step The blood of Sajjad Oozes like wounds
Loriya Baap Ke Lehje Mein Sunane Ke Liye Ek Diya Qabr E Sakina Pe Jalane Ke Liye Shaam Hoti Hai To , Zindaan Mein Aajata Hai
To sing lullabies in the tone of a father To light a lamp upon the grave of Sakina When evening falls He comes to the prison
Koi Daulat Se Koi Karta Hai Aulad Se Pyaar Nusrat E Haqq Ke Liye Koi Nahi Hai Tayyar Haye Afsos Ke , Ab Saara Jaha'n Kufa Hai
Some love wealth, some love their children No one is ready for the support of the Truth Alas, it is a pity That now the whole world is Kufa
Kisko Awaaz De Masroof Hai Ye Saara Jaha'n Uski Tanhayi Ki Mehram Hai Ye Gyara Sadiya'n Kya Takallum Tumhein , Is Dard Ka Andaaza Hai
Who should he call out to? The whole world is busy These eleven centuries are the confidants of his loneliness O Takallum, do you Have any measure of this pain?
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