40 days after the tragedy, We’ve already become so trendy, How fast we forget, What Husayn (a.s) did for humanity. C for the Courage, which the Bani Hashim showed H for humanity for what they all fought E is for our eyes that tear this time of the year H is for Husayn (a.s) who we should try to come near L is for the love that we have for this world U is for understanding it’s the Akhera that counts M is for the Muslims all over the world, who we pray, unite and follow what the Ahlul Bayt taught. POEM

A poem for Bibi Sakina. Sakina, Sakina, I cry for you. whenever we think about you, whenever we are blessed to be near you, we feel sorry for you, as you were of the age of playing, but the army of Yazid did not leave you, you went under all the hardships for the love of Islam O sakina! O sakina! the birds also went home dear Bibi Sakina you were left in the small Grave, Today we Salute you and thousands of people come to you. ZAHRA & AALIYA. N. PANJWANI.

Each year we relive the tragedy of Kerbala With tears in our eyes, beating our chest Ya Hussaina! Is this only what our beloved Imam wanted from us? Have we answered to his call; Halmin Naasirin Yansurnaa? POEM Continuation …

Timely prayers, Love for each other, living with unity, Kindness in our attitude, helping the needy. These values would elevate us to answer his call Let us follow their footsteps, this should be our goal. POEM Media Room

BIBI ZAYNAB (AS) – POEM. She was so strong, the sister of Husayn, Zainab binte Ali, shareekatul Husayn. She suffered so much, her hijab was snatched, She remained strong, when the children were scratched. She was no less than a leader to us The hijab she taught us, follow it we must. She gave her sons, for the sake of Islam, Do we follow her? We lack Iman. Cont...

We mourn, we cry, we shed our tears, Do we know how the children in Karbala feared? We beat our chests, we beat our heads, Then 2 months later, we’re back to our trends. Don’t we know every day is Ashura? Don’t we understand, every land is Karbala? Oh Mulims of the world, lets wake up! Oh Muslims of the world, you must stand up! ~Sakina.N.A.Hassanali BIBI ZAYNAB (AS) – POEM.

BIBI SAKINA (A.S) Sakina was her name, For whom Hijab was no game. A four year old who sacrificed her thirst, For whom, her fathers love remained the first, Snatched was her Hijab, Pulled were her earrings and slapped was her face, Was tortured by Yazid without any mercy or grace. Cont...

BIBI SAKINA (A.S) On the hot sands of Karbalaa, Kufa and Shaam, she was tied in shackles and chains, The child who was hurt as pebbles and stones poured as rain. Lost everything for the very cause of Islam, Is our faith stronger as strong as her Imaan? Suffered the scorching heat of the sun and nights of cold, Died in the prisons of Shaam, did this four year old. Zahraa Hameer

If Hussain intended to wage a war, then tell me why, he brought along his little children? If water was abundant, then tell me why, the infant died of thirst? POEM Cont...

If the oppressors were followers of Muhammad, then tell me why, was Sakina so bitterly whipped? If the weak patients are treated with utmost care, then tell me why, Sajjad's back was lowered? Cont...

If Akbar resembled the Prophet, then tell me why, how could they pierce his chest with spears? If veil is the sacred covering for women, then tell me why, was Zainab shielding herself with her By: ALI AONALI CHANDOO