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Oh Hussien Your sacrifice how can we forget
Hussien you are the saviour of “nor was he begotten nor did he beget”
Hussien because of you we still hear the Azan from the Minaret
Since Ashur our cheeks with falling tears for you are still wet
We will visit you Hussien even when our lives are under threat
Oh Hussien how can we forget
Your blood Hussien is for humanity against evil a protective blanket
That day oh Hussien when you were beheaded with the strike on your neck
Oh Hussien on that day after the sun did set
Oh Hussien your daughter was slapped and veils taken form Muhammad’s Ahle Bait
Your sacrifices Hussien we can never Forget we can never forget.


Every tear for the martyr Hussien that falls from our eye
For every tear we shed and for every tear that we cry
His Mother Fatemah does come and she collects every tear
Our cries and screams Lady Fatemah does hear
Then she takes them in her hand and for us does say a prayer
Then Fatemah uses these tears to fill up the heavenly well of Kawther


Oh Hussain you fought the tyrants and their Oppression
Oh Hussain you taught us defence against aggression
Against an umayyad onslaught of arrogance and transgression
You gave your head Hussain and saved Islams every generation


Sands Of Kerbala
11 13th, 2009

Oh sands of Kerbala soaked in the blood of Hussien

Covered in the redness of Muhamed’s sons blood your sands are stained

To you oh sands of Kerbala this lover of Shabbir does in anger complain

For when I walk where Ali, Abbas,Asghar and Hussien were slain,

How my walking can I sustain, All I feel is deep deep pain

For here I stand where my heroes bled from every artery and every vein


Wordly Love
02 7th, 2008

What will happen in the grave

Not thinking about life after death being so brave

Forgetting about the things to us that Allah(SWT) gave

For worldly gains we beg we crave

One thought! our souls we must surely save

satan is always pulling us to his ways

Short is this life so fill it by reciting Allahs(SWT) praise

Be aware that Qiyamat itself is Thousands of days

Fear yourself dont be fooled and fall in love with this world its only a phase

For it has two exits one is eternal bliss in Heaven and the other the fire of Hell a never ending blaze


Ziyarat Aashurawma
10 6th, 2007