The wise woman of Banu Hashim
My heart trembles when I listen to the tragedy of Karbala,
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Muharram the beginning but never the end
It’s the first day of the month, when a mother dresses her children in black, pakeezah (pure) attire, putting away all party outfits and bringing out modest, simple clothing.
Zuhayr ibn al-Qayn. A decision that changed his destiny
Zuhayr ibn al-Qayn.
Yang Diwarisi Hanya Bercambah (What is Inherited Only Germinates)
Apakah erti risalah yang kuterima
Insane in Husseyn
I don’t trust the world to still be there,
Blessed Will
Chambered in my chest on the plains of Karbala
The Caravan
The caravans of mystery boxes
Bayn Al Harmain
I stand between the sun and the moon
Fatimah
vast clusters
What Becomes of Motherhood
This stinging, this jabbing
The Night’s Burial
When the wailing of the night has hushed
Quiet Cave
A daughter is a quiet cave