Sunke Bete Ki Fugha Khaime Se Sarwar Nikle
Sayyed Sadiq Asghar Rizvi
Imam Hussain walks onto the battlefield to find his young son, Ali Akbar, who has fallen in the heat of the desert. He is heartbroken and calls out to his family for help.
Sunke Bete Ki Fugha Khaime Se Sarwar Nikle Tham Ke Apni Qamar Sare Dilawar Nikle Khoon Me Dubey Hue Jibril Ke Par Nikle Hath Ankhon Pe Rkhe Sare Payabemr Nikle Ladkhada Te Phir Uth Te They Baith Jate Thy De Ke Akbar Akbar Ko Sada Bain Kiye Jate They
Hearing the lament of his son, the Master (Sarwar) emerged from the tent. Holding his back, the brave one (Hussain) emerged. It was as if the wings of Gabriel emerged, drenched in blood. With hands over his eyes, the likeness of the Prophet emerged. He would stumble, then rise, then sit down again; calling out "Akbar, Akbar," he continued to lament.
Haye Mera Ali Akbar-2 Naujawan Ki Lash Pe Kehte They Ye Rokar Hussain-2 Agaya Baba Tera Uth Ja Aye Mere Dil Chain
Alas, my Ali Akbar! Alas, my Ali Akbar! Weeping over the youth's corpse, Hussain said this: Weeping over the youth's corpse, Hussain said this: Your father has come, wake up, O comfort of my heart.
Bas Abhi Abbas Ke Jane Se Tuti Hai Kamar To Sare Maqtal Gaya Jabse Nhi Ata Nazar Noor Ankhon Ka Gaya Jane Se Tere Nor E Ayen
Just now, with the departure of Abbas, my back has broken; Ever since he went to the battlefield, he is nowhere to be seen. The light of my eyes has faded with your passing, O light of my eyes.
Baith Jate Hai Kabhi Shabbir Bete Ke Qrib Aur Sada Dete They Nana Ho Gaya Main Gharib Lut Gai Meri Kamai Ya Shahe Badro Hunain
Sometimes Shabbir (Hussain) sits near his son, And calls out, "O Grandfather (Prophet), I have become destitute." My earnings have been plundered, O King of Badr and Hunain.
Ab Utho Tazim Ko Dadai Bulane Agai Tham Kar Apni Qamar Dekho Sirhane Agai Sun Rahe Ho Aye Mere Beta Meri Amma Ke Bain
Now rise, for your grandmother (Fatima) has come to call you. Look, holding her back, she has come to your bedside. Are you listening, O my son, to the lamentations of my mother?
Dasht Ki Garmi Ne Gehra Hai Ghazab Ki Pyaas Hai Naa Raha Qasim Madad Ko Naa Mera Abbas Hai Ya Ali Kijey Madad Lasha Uthaye Tab Hussain
The heat of the desert has surrounded us, there is a terrible thirst. Neither Qasim remains to help, nor is my Abbas here. "O Ali, help me," Hussain said as he lifted the body.
Padhke Jab Nade Ali Khenchi Kaleje Se Sina Fass Ke Nayze Ki Ani Me Qalb Bahar Agaya Asama Roya Zami Par Mach Gaya Ek Shoro Shain
When he recited 'Nade Ali' and pulled the spear-head from his chest, The heart came out, caught on the tip of the spear. The sky wept, and on earth, a great clamor and lamentation arose.
Likhte Likhte Maqtale Akbar Ruka Roashan Qalam Jo Sitam Shabbir Par Tute Nhi Hoge Raqam Hogaye Hai Khoon Me Tar Mashrkain Aur Maghrabain
While writing of the battlefield of Akbar, the pen of Roshan stopped; The atrocities that befell Shabbir cannot be recorded. The East and the West have become drenched in blood.
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