Karbala Walon Pe Ye Kaisa Moharram Aaya
Hassan Sadiq
The poet mourns the Muharram that fell upon the people of Karbala. He weeps for the bloodstained standard of Hazrat Abbas sinking to the ground, for Hussain left without help, and for the thirsty infant whose life trembled on his lips.
Karbala Walon Pe Ye Kaisa Moharram Aaya Khoon Tapakta Huwa Abbas Ka Parcham Aaya
What manner of Muharram has come upon the people of Karbala! The standard of Abbas has come, dripping with blood.
Jaise Jaise Mere Ghazi Ka Alam Jhukta Gaya Pusht Mein Hazrate Shabbir Ki Bhi Qam Aaya
As the standard of my Ghazi sank lower and lower, the back of Hussain too was left bowed and unguarded.
Karbala Dekhle Islam Bachane Ke Liye Saath Kunbe Ko Liye Waarise Aadam Aaya
Behold Karbala: to save Islam, the heir of Adam came, bringing his whole household with him.
Zaalimo Isko To Do Boondh Pilado Pani Ab Labon Par Mere Baysheer Ka Hai Dam Aaya
O tyrants, give him at least two drops of water to drink; now the life of my milkless infant trembles on his lips.
Saare Mausam To Guzar Jaate Hai Aakar Lekin Bas Hamesha Ke Liye Mausam-e-Matam Aaya
All the seasons come and then pass away, but the season of mourning has come to stay forever.
Chand Rehaan Nazar Aaya Moharram Ka Idhar Khuld Mein Ashk Meri Aankh Mein Payham Aaya
As soon as the crescent of Muharram appeared in the sky, an endless flow of tears came welling into my eyes.
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