Ahl e Bayt aur Karbala
Sabr, Imaan aur Khubsurti
Sabr:
Bazu hen katey us bhaiع ke,
Jo they Bhaiع ki jaan,
Akberع ki shahadat per,
Nikli he Shabbirع ki jaan,
Asgharع ne khaya teer,
Thi jo nanhi si ek jaan,
Maan ke Baba ka farman,
Qasimع ne lutai jaan,
Rakh ke Zainab سٔ ع ka maan,
Hans ke di Aunع o Muhammadع ne Jaan,
Chadaren bhi chhin gain,
Kuchh na rahi aman,
Sabir Hussainع ne kese diya,
Ye sabr ka Imtehan.
Imaan:
Ghar luta diya,
Salarع ganwa diya,
Shabih e Mustafaع bhi de diya,
Asgharع ko bhi sadqa kiya,
Qasimع ko bhi to chheen liya,
Aunع o Muhammadع ko bhi qurban kiya,
Khemon ko bhi to loot liya
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Roti rahi Sakeena س ع phir bhi luta di jaan,
Haey wo Imaan.
Khubsurti:
Koi qamar e bani Hashimع،
Koi surat e Sahib e Mairajع
Koi surat e Quranع,
Koi Hassanع ki jaanع,
Aunع o Mohammadع Zainab س ع ki shaan,
Kar diya Shabbirع ne sab Deen qurban,
Phir bhi ta shukr har pal bar sar e zaban,
Akhir luta di jaan,
Ye Husn kesa tha,
Kia khoobsurat Insan.
I’ve done my best to help you experience the deep melancholy and pain and loss suffered by Ahl e Bayt alaih salat wa salam. If you don’t understand Urdu, here’s the English version I tried (using AI), hopefully you will love it:
Patience (Sabr):
His arms were severed, still he stood,
The brother who was his lifeblood.
When Akbarع fell upon the land,
It broke Shabbirع like grains of sand.
A tiny child, so pure, so small,
Asgharع took a fatal fall.
The arrow struck that fragile frame,
Yet he bore it without blame.
Qasimع gave his life away,
Obeyed his uncle without delay.
To guard Zainab سٔ ع’s sacred grace,
Aunع, Muhammadع smiled to face.
The veils were torn, the tents were burned,
No shred of safety was returned.
Yet still Hussainع stood so grand,
This was the trial sabr had planned.
Faith (Imaan):
He gave his home, his kin, his guide,
He let his loyal soldiers die.
He gave the face of Mustafaع,
He offered Asgharع, his own star.
He gave Qasimع, so bright and young,
Aunع, Muhammadع — each unsung.
They plundered all, took what they could,
and Sakeena س ع alone still stood.
Still, he gave his life willingly.
Oh, what a faith, so vast, so high —
That let him smile as he would die.
Beauty (Khubsurti):
Some were like Abbasع, moon so bright,
Some bore the Prophet’s radiant light.
Some faces mirrored Holy Book,
Some had Hassanع’s gentle look.
Aunع and Muhammadع of Zainabس ع stood with pride,
Shabbirع gave his all, in the ultimate feat,
And through his sacrifice, made the faith complete
Yet grateful lips, with every breath,
Gave thanks through pain, through loss, through death.
He gave his soul, he gave his all —
Such beauty rare, so beautiful.
