Poetry Of Islam & Humanity

Of this love Qaza there is not

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Fri, 16 Dec 2011 00:32:06 +0000

We can spend time drinking tea and in idle chat
Or watching hours of TV, sitting on our couches getting fat
Yet when crying for Hussain we set time limits , WHY IS THAT?
Of this Love Qaza there is not
An act for which the reward is a lot
Every moment missed is a moment we’ve lost
Of fasting ,Haj and even Salat, My brothers your children can do your Qaza
But crying for Hussain is such an Ibadaah
That no restriction of time has been set by Allah(SWT)
Don’t waste your time, Keep saying Ya Hussain Labayk
With this vow , the despots thrones you’ll break,and in Heaven a house for you Allah(SWT) will make
And to your grave will come Ali himself, and you direct to heaven he shall take.

Come Sughra Say your last salam

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Mon, 05 Dec 2011 14:15:23 +0000

Ya Sugrha come say your last salam ,
your brother is going
come, come Sughra say your last salam

The voice of beauty that you yearn to hear
The brother to your heart you hold so dear
The day has come that you so so fear
Come Sughra, Hear his last Azaan

Your brother is going ,
come, come Sughra say your last Salam

The face you saw like the moon so bright
Oh he looks so handsome dressed as a knight
Shall today go into battle,for truth, to fight
Your brother is going to save Islam

Your brother is going
come, come Sughra say your last Salam

The brother that of young men is the best
The brother whom Allah himself has blessed
Shall have a spear stabbed in his chest
Come Sughra come hold his arm

Your brother is going
come, come Sughra say your last Salam

The brother you held in esteem so high
Now when you say salam you’ll hear no reply
Oh Sughra with you now the angels will cry

Come Sughra say ma’salaam
Your brother has gone
come come Sughra say ma’salaam
come come Sughra say ma’salaam

Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Mon, 05 Dec 2011 14:06:44 +0000

Rasoolullah cries Hussain
Murtadha cries Hussain
Fatima cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Safa Marwa cries Hussain
Plains of Mina cry Hussain
Arafa cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Madina cries Hussain
Karbala cries Hussain
Khan-e-Kabaa cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Earth and Sky cries Hussain
Tears I weep cry Hussain
Martyrs that die cry Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Qadr & Falaq cry Hussain
Noor & Alaq cry Hussain
Land of Fadak cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

My needs cry Hussain
My deeds cry Hussain
Blood I bleed cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Every insaan cries Hussain
My imaan cries Hussain
Even Quraan cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Every lover cries Hussain
Every brother cries Hussain
Even his mother cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

My Sajdah cries Hussain
My Dua cries Hussain
My Salah cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Fajr cries Hussain
Zohar cries Hussain
Asr cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Isa cries Hussain
Musa cries Hussain
Yahya cries Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

(this is reciters who have recited at Hyderi Imambargah London)
Ammar cries Hussain (Syed Ammar Nakshwani)
Abathaar cries Hussain (Abathaar al Halwachi)
Mukhtar cries Hussain (Moulana Mukthar Abbas)
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

In my grave cry Hussain
Every slave cry Hussain
Even the brave cry Hussain
Hussain cries ABBAS ABBAS

Abu Shahbaaz cries Hussain
Ghazi Abbas cries Hussain
Angels of Allah cry Hussain
Hussain Cries ABBAS ABBAS
Hussain Cries ABBAS ABBAS

Dedicated to Ahmed Farhan who was murdered by the Bahraini Police force on 15-03-11

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Mon, 21 Mar 2011 16:15:29 +0000

Here in peace and comfort, I sleep in my bed
Bang a bullet and in Bahrain, another brother dead
I can not sleep, all these images in my head
For freedom how much blood, has to be bled

Today i saw an image of a guy, a bullet had split his head
A brother with his brothers body, his shirt stained blood red
His tears and his sad face, ripped my heart to shreds
His brother only asked for freedom,but was murdered instead

All this blood of the peaceful, that you khalifa have shed
All they asked for is freedom, what wrong have they said
and when i see that picture of the martyr Farhan, Ahmed
I curse your killers and pray for their whole families DEATH(Illah e Amin)

Oh Bahrain

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Sun, 20 Mar 2011 08:34:37 +0000

Here in my home I see my children play
In my thoughts I hear voices of children help me save me they say
I look to the sky to see from where do i hear these voices of pain
Then I think and hear these voices again and realise they are from the children of Bahrain,
Oh world oh people why have we forsaken them
Are they not just children just the same?
Oh children and people of Bahrain I shall now cry for you
Like you are helpless I am helpless and nothing can I do
As a tear comes down my cheek
A sign of one who is angry but very very weak
I pray for you oh People and children of Bahrain
Allah is my witness in my heart for you i am drowned in pain
I know that oh children oh people you will pull through and win even if no one is on your side
For one thing you have and they don’t is Mushkil Kusha Ali ibn Abu Talib as your guide.

YAZID THE WORST OF MEN

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Thu, 20 Jan 2011 13:55:06 +0000

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

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Thu, 20 Jan 2011 05:03:22 +0000

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

The Foundations of the Ka’aba

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 19:20:13 +0000

Zainab is she who gave her father, brothers and sons in the way of Allah(swt)
Zainab is the foundation of the house of Ali, Islam and the Khan -E_ Ka’aba

Asghar Your mother weeps( a poem from the perspective of Bibi Rubab(as))when she reaches her home

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 19:15:17 +0000

Oh roof of my house be gone
How can I be covered ,when my son,in the deserts heat is alone

Oh candles do not give me light
Without my child, my days are now nights

Oh son without you, your mother is in grief
I suckled you, a mothers wish, but for a time so brief

I look in your cot and call out your name
Oh son I start to cry, my grief I can not contain

Look at this distraught mother, thirsty my son was taken from me
I can never forget my child and his blood drenched body

I can not eat, drink, or even sleep
Oh Asgher for you, your mother forever weeps

Oh sands of Karbala look after my child, he died with thirst
Oh desert you are now his mother.
For only six months her child this mother could nurse.

Ask Hussien(as) part 2

Abu Shahbaaz Londoni — Sat, 18 Dec 2010 19:03:57 +0000

How does one bury his baby in the sand… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does one take his childs blood in his hand… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does one give a sacrifice so grand… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How after this does, a father still stand… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien

How does one withstand such a calamity… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does one see his son, murdered in such barbarity.. Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does one stand such brutality… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does a father face this eventuality…Ask Hussien Ask Hussien

How does a man to a mother, a dead son take… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
To know how a mans heart this would break… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
How does a father feel when seeing his son in this state… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien
To know how a father can carry such a burden, such a weight… Ask Hussien Ask Hussien

How does a mother feel when with her dead son, her husband nears.. Ask RUBAB RUBAB
How does a mother feel when she sees her husband
and her babies head held up high on spears… Ask RUBAB RUBAB