Hussain ibni ali (r.a)

O people! I am the son of Mecca and mina .I am the son of zamzam and safa. I am the son of the man who rode the buraq to the end of the horizon and reached his lord, I am the son of the one who prayed with angels ,the son of the who revealed the revelations ,I am the son of fatimah tu zahra the leader of women ,and the great khadijah
I am the son the one who was killed and covered with blood
I am the son of the one who was killed in karbala

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And whenever you find lost in this denouncing world
Drowning down in cavernous seas _
somewhere toppling the high skies ;
the raise of hope you see is him

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In the fierceing storms that fragile flower kept burgeoning

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I do believe in thinking positive but all over my nagative thoughts win

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The blooming flowers who got nipped in the bud
Remember of their sacrifice be etched with us till etern

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Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w) once asked jibreel (a.s) "oh jibreel will my followers really neglect salah"?
He responded yes!
Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w) couldn't stop crying

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Shamas tabrez said :
The Sharia is only a boat that sails in the ocean of truths.The true seekers of God will sooner or later abandon the vessel and plunge into a sea

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When the light dims memories brighten in the sky,
witnessing the agony of poems ,
the winds to chill the blood you remove the rust from the pen;
scattering night's on the paper to enlighten the breath's in your chest,
dust of moon rhymes with the ink of pen to evoke the light in souls,
fragrance of Star's to the rupturing of hearts letting the darkness to flow the viens and to be the muse of the heart's

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Fragrance of deeds near withered flowers ,
dust on the scriptures of background,
and the murmuring of the skies;
gee your chained to conceal the mysteries

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ARE WE ASLEEP ?

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