Ibn e Makkah o Mina
O who you don’t know me
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O who you don’t know me
Seasons change, so does the weather
In these nights of Ramadan,
With the echoes of azan e fajr
In the shadows of Karbala, she stood tall,
“You’ll remember this when I’m dead,”
If I were to die and be reborn into flesh,
Each of you, pick up a stone.
What is the cost of loyalty?
I made my home a sanctuary
The caravans of mystery boxes
I stand between the sun and the moon
I keep searching the dictionary for the perfect word for bravery
vast clusters
What did we lose tonight?
How a street turned silent
Oceans of light
This stinging, this jabbing
When the wailing of the night has hushed
A daughter is a quiet cave