Ya Sayyeda

Rokar Pukaari, Apne Baba Se, Hasnain Ki, Zaeefa Maa Subbat Alayya, Masaibun, Lau Annahaa, Subbat Alal Ayyaami, Sirna, Layaaliyaa

Weeping, the frail mother of Hasnain called out to her Father: 'Such calamities have fallen upon me, that had they fallen upon the days, they would have turned into nights.'

(Ay Atharaa Baras Ki Paak, Zaeefa Bibi) Zindagi Hai Teri Masaa'ib Ka Sahifa Bibi

(O eighteen-year-old pure, frail Lady) Your life is a scroll of calamities, O Lady.

Is Saari Qaaenaat Mei, Zahra Hi Aisi Maa Hai, Saaya Fighan Usi Pe, Zakhmon Ka Aasmaan Hai, Tori Gayi Hai Zulm Se, Bibi Ki Pasliyaan, Rukhsaar Pe Tamache Ka, Bibi Pe Ek Nishaan Hai

In this entire universe, Zahra is the only mother of her kind; a sky of wounds casts its shadow upon her. The Lady's ribs were broken by cruelty, and there is a mark of a slap upon the Lady's cheek.

Dunya Se Jo Ye Baat Hi, Kehti Chali Gayi Hai, Baba Sitam Ki Mujpe, Wo Intehaa Huwi Hai, Parhte Jo Din Pe Raat Sa, Tareek Hota Din, Talwaar-E-Gham Kaleje Par, Baba Mere Chali Hai

The words she kept saying as she departed the world were: 'Father, the oppression upon me has reached its limit. The days grew dark like night, and the sword of grief has struck my heart, Father.'

Who Ghar Jahaan Pe Mout Bhi, Ijazat Talab Huwi Hai, Us Dar Ko Aag Aap Ki, Ummat Lagaa Rahi Hai, Mohsin Shaheed Hogaya, Baba Sitam Huwa, Baba Tumhaari Fatima, Chakra Ke Gir Pari Hai

The house where even Death would seek permission to enter, your Ummah is setting fire to that very door. Mohsin was martyred, Father, such oppression occurred; Father, your Fatima has collapsed and fallen.

Baad-E-Wisal-E-Zahra Bhi, Gham Ka Safar Raha Hai, Uski Misaal Shaam Hai, Kufa Hai Karbala Hai, Zahra Ke Bete Betiyaan, Khun Mei Nahaa Gaye, Neze Pe Koi Sar Koi, Sar Beridaa Huwa Hai

Even after the passing of Zahra, the journey of grief continued; its examples are Shaam, Kufa, and Karbala. Zahra's sons and daughters were bathed in blood; one head is on a spear, and another head is unveiled.

Ye Maa Jab Apne Laal Ke, Laashe Pe Aayi Thi, Aankhon Se Ashk Laab Pe, Bas Yeh Duhaai Thi, Kehti Thi Mere Laal Ay, Mere Tishnalab Hussain, Tu Hi To Mujh Gharib Ki, Saari Kamaayi Thi

When this mother came to the corpse of her son, with tears in her eyes and this plea on her lips, she said: 'O my son, O my thirsty Hussain, you were the only treasure of this destitute mother.'

Is Maa Ne Saath Shaam Ka, Pedal Safar Kiya Hai, Zainab Ko Raahe Shaam Mei, Wo Honslaa Diya Hai, Rokar Pukaari Saath Hai, Zainab Ye Teri Maa, Tu Beridaa Nahi Hai Ye, Zahra Ka Sar Khula Hai

This mother traveled the journey to Shaam on foot, and gave courage to Zainab on the path to Shaam. Weeping, she called out: 'I am with you, Zainab, this is your mother; you are not unveiled, it is Zahra whose head is uncovered.'

Darbaar-E-Shaam Mei Gayi, Zainab Jo Beridaa Thi, Beti Ke Saath Rote, Wohi Amma Sayyada Thi, Kehti Thi Teri Aur Meri, Taqdeer Ek Hai, Tujh Par Ghamon Ki Had Huwi, Mujh Par Bhi Intiha Thi

Zainab went to the court of Shaam, unveiled; weeping with her daughter was that same Mother, the Noble Lady. She said: 'Your fate and mine are one; the limit of grief reached you, and it reached its end with me too.'

"Rehan Azmi" Ye, Hasnain Ki Jo Maa Hai, Maqtal Mei Karbala Ke, Karti Huwi Fughaan Hai, Bikhre Hai Baal Dard Se, Chehraa Nidhaal Hai, Gham Se Zaeef Hogayi, Aankhon Se Khun Rawaan Hai

Rehan Azmi says, this mother of Hasnain is lamenting in the killing field of Karbala. Her hair is disheveled from pain, her face is weary, she has become frail from grief, and blood flows from her eyes.