{"id":2828,"date":"2021-11-19T18:49:16","date_gmt":"2021-11-19T18:49:16","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2021-11-19T18:49:16","modified_gmt":"2021-11-19T18:49:16","slug":"seyyedah-zainab-a-s-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shiastudies.com\/en\/2828\/seyyedah-zainab-a-s-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Seyyedah Zainab (A.S.) [Poem]"},"content":{"rendered":"

Seyyedah Zainab (A.S.) [Poem]<\/strong><\/h1>\n

Seyyedah Zainab (A.S.) [Poem]:<\/strong> In you a world is born,Messenger of resistance is born.<\/p>\n

In you a world is born,
\nMessenger of resistance is born.
\nA diver in the flood of blood is born,
\nAfter Karbala, a new Karbala is born.
\nIn the ocean of blood a navigator is born.
\nDecked are the lanes, streets, squares of Damascus,
\nUnder the curious gaze you will have to pass.
\nThe ignorant eye, the strayed mind will learn
\nFrom you to turn from hell to heaven.
\nAs you will pass from the streets
\nGuidance to the masses greets.
\nThe forgotten Prophet will be recalled
\nThe truth in your words will be appalled.
\nZahra; you will recall to the people,
\nAli; you will remind to the people,
\nThe discarded Message of God in a purple
\nYou put, in the court of Yazid and present to people.
\nHow pleasing and pleasant its appearance!
\nAnd how amazing your endurance and patience!
\nEvery down up and every up turns down
\nAs you will move from town to town
\nYou are a queen, blood of the martyrs your crown,
\nWith you moves the Message and at you it is grown.
\nWhere you be there the winds of truth are blown.
\nYou are Karbala\u2019s mirror, in it the Qur\u2019an is shown.
\nYour Mother behind the burning door, you witnessed;
\nHasan, your brother, vomited liver, you witnessed,
\nHusain, your brother, in Karbala, you witnessed.
\nFrom childhood you acquainted with gloom,
\nAmidst the gloom your years attained bloom.
\nBruited the message of blood far and wide
\nBrume (1) of blood vapoured, you were the guide.
\nYou divaricated (2) the tyranny in its heart,
\nAs the blood of martyrs to the sight you brought.
\nThe populous Damascus sunk in the brine (3) of tears
\nThe streets there in your words to Ali and Zahra still hears.
\nThe Prophet you represented with pride and power,
\nThe tyrant saddled with shame and fear.
\nThe arid desert of unbelief distant with alarm
\nYou turned it into vivid Islam full of charm.
\nThe balm of breeze filled calm into the air,
\nYou stood and stand high taking our care.
\nBy your hands the drum of God beaten
\nBy your permission will opened the door of heaven.
\nYou neither a Prophet nor an Imam
\nBut you to all stand a standard of norm.
\nYou are the pride of Islam and Islam proud of you;
\nOn the day of Judgement destinies depend on you.
\nIn your custody is deposited the martyrs\u2019 blood,
\nNoah forgets his Ark before its astonishing flood.
\nIn your voice all the prophets will demand
\nThe tyrants where will hide from your command.
\nThe amputated heads from your lap speak;
\nFrom beyond centuries echoes the squeak.
\nLong live your memory, O, Lady!
\nOf diurnal (4) odour is your lily.
\n1. Brume:<\/strong><\/span> fog, mist
\n2- Divaricated:<\/span><\/strong> torn asunder
\n3- Brine:<\/strong><\/span> sea
\n4. Diurnal:<\/span><\/strong> everlasting, of unconfined duration<\/p>\n

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Imam Husayn and His Martyrdom<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n