Poetry dedicated to Islam and the Ahlul Bayt (household Of the last Prophet of mankind)All poems written by Abu Shahbaaz Londoni , poems are copyrighted and maybe used in the promotion of Islam, however all printed material must contain the source or acknowledge the writer unless agreed by prior permission

Archive for January, 2011

YAZID WITH YOUR HEART AND SOUL FOR ISLAM HAD HATE
YOU TRIED TO DESTROY WHAT MUHAMMED DID CREATE
YOU AND YOUR IDEOLOGIES ARE OF THE APOSTATE
AND WERE DESTROYED EVERYTIME SAJJAD DID PROSTRATE

YAZID LOOK NOW WHERE IS YOUR KINGDOM AND YOUR THRONE
YOU LOST TO THE ONES WHOM ARE WITH ALLAH AND NEVER ALONE
TODAY WITH CURSES YOUR NAME IS TAKEN, ALL OVER IT IS KNOWN
THAT HUSSIEN STOOD FOR TAWHEED AND YOU YAZID WORSHIPPED GODS OF STONE

YAZID SOME FOOLS PROTECT YOU EVEN TILL TODAY
WITH BANI HASHIM WHAT EVIL GAMES THEY PLAY
TO THIS ONE FINAL THING I SHALL SAY
TO YOU AND YOUR LOVERS I SEND LANAT EVERY SINGLE DAY

DO THEY NOT KNOW IN MEDINA WOMEN YOU RAPED
AND BURNT THE KAABA WHILE YOU PLAYED WITH YOUR APES
ARE THEY UNAWARE HOW YOUR FAMILY STOLE THE CALIPHATE
AND THIS IN SAQIFA WHICH CALIPHS DID INITIATE

SEE YAZID TO YOU HERE IS MY FINAL VERSE
YOU ARE OF MEN THE WORST OF THE WORST
MY LEADERS YOU KILLED IN COLD BLOOD AND REVENGE I THIRST
THAT’S WHY TODAY YOUR NAME ITSELF IS A CURSE.


YOUR PAIN SAJJAD
01 20th, 2011

YOUR PAIN SAJJAD OH YOUR PAIN I WONDER AND I THINK
WHEN I REALISE YOUR PAIN MY HEART BREAKS AND STARTS TO SINK
THE CHAINS THE CHAINS THE PULLING OF EVERY LINK
THE CHILDREN THE WOMEN AND THE WATER YOU COULDN’T DRINK

THE GATHERING OF AHLE MOHAMMED AND HEADS THAT YOU SAW
THE GRASPING AT YOUR NECK OF CHAINS LIKE DAGGERS DID CLAW
THE SHREDDING OF YOUR SKIN FROM YOUR BODY LIKE STRAW
THE KILLING OF YOUR HEART WHEN ENTERING YAZIDS FRONT DOOR

HOW STRONG YOU STOOD HOW ELOQUENT WAS YOUR SPEECH
TO THE WORLD THE THINGS YOU AND YOUR AUNT DID TEACH
ON THE PULPIT AND WITH YOUR SAJDA HOW YOU DID PREACH
THAT ALL PAIN IS BEARBLE IF ONE TOWARDS ALLAH DOES REACH

WHEN I THINK OF THAT DESERT AND AND I THINK OF THAT JAIL
ALL THE WOMEN CRYING AND THE CHILDREN WITH GRIEF SO PALE
WITHOUT YOU OH LEADER FOR SURE ISLAM WOULD FAIL
YOU ARE TO MAN WHAT ZAINAB IS TO THE WOMENS VEIL