The wise woman of Banu Hashim
My heart trembles when I listen to the tragedy of Karbala,
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My heart trembles when I listen to the tragedy of Karbala,
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.
Apakah erti risalah yang kuterima
I don’t trust the world to still be there,
And there, his Beloved sees him,
Chambered in my chest on the plains of Karbala
The caravans of mystery boxes
I stand between the sun and the moon
Oceans of light
A daughter is a quiet cave