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

Ya Zainab(AS)

Bismilla Hir Rahman Nir Rahim
Allah bless Muhammed and the progeny of Muhammed

A poem for bibi Zainab(AS)

Oh brother Hussein change the rising of the sun
We are unveiled and bruised look to us what they have done
Are we not the daughters of Muhammed(SAWW) the Prophet of Islam
Are we not the people of his house
are we not the upkeepers of the Holy Quran
They laugh at us in Shaam
at us they poke fun
They have forgotten who we are
and from which house we do come
Oh brother Hussein they killed you and after your daughter Sakina they did run
They slapped her and pulled out her earrings to the beating of their drums
Sakina has not slept she looks dead she looks Numb
She has not spoken she is quiet to grief she has succumb
Oh help me me Abbas,Akber,Hussein oh father Ali oh
Fatimah my Mum
I am tired this journey is long,Sajjad is chained and the children cry
All my brothers are gone,I am drained, heads on spears in front of us held high
Oh Mother,Father,Grandfather,I am tired but I fight for Islam and the Martyr Hussein
My Brother ,your son whose every artery was cut and who for Islam bled from every vein.

Oh Zainab your grief is too heavy for my heart
Lanat on you yazid and Ya Hussein zindabad

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