Poetry About Ahlulbayt (A.S)

The Breeze Has Come From Karbala

The breeze has come from Karbala carrying with it a thousand burdens and weeping a thousand tears of blood

As the arrow struck the neck of Ali AL Asghar
Zainab cried with suffering
Not a drop of water we got
The story of Sakina is told

As Abbas proceeded with the water bag in his hand
He stood surrounded and a fight broke out
As his left arm got cut he cried
The pain is irritating my thirst
How did abbas hold the flag of Hussain
As the floor witnessed that arm which rolled

As Hussain carries the body of Ali AL akbar
His arms are by the stomach of Hussain
His feet are being dragged and the tracks are examples for the martyrs to follow
Hussain drained, because of grief
This is Karbala where
He pulls his son who is 19 years old

As Hussain pulled his sword out of the sheathe
Thousands died, thousands fled
The Kufies thought it was Ali showing his Valor of Khybar here in Karbala
His Valor could make a winter hot
And summer cold
This is Ali's Valor a story his lovers (Me) always told
The breeze has come from Karbala carrying with it a thousand burdens and weeping a thousand tears of blood