Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books Sorrow and Sufferings (13) A Rose Bud Fades Away In the dark desolate dungeon, the caravan halted The scorpions and snakes took fright and bolted Zaynab and Zainal Abedeen, prostrated themselves in prayer Without a word of complaint, without any demur. It was dark inside, despite the sun's bright rays The stone walls were damp, crumbling with decay Looks of sorrow and despondency, was on each face Of joy and laughter, there was not even a trace.
The faces depicted sufferings, beyond human endurance Prayer was the solace, they enjoyed, without hindrance A few stale morsels of bread and a little water Was their daily ration, in these horrible quarters. "Stone walls do not a prison make nor iron bars a cage," Was equally true in that merciless land and cruel age Though in shackles, every night their spirits soared high To heights sublime, beyond all plains, in the heavenly sky.
Sakina, woke with a shriek, in the dead of the night She had seen her father's heavenly soothing light "O' Sakina, you have suffered enough, come with me the days of your sufferings are over; O' where is he?" It was just a dream, what a disappointment! It was not a reality, to her bewilderment Her uncontrollable lamentations, gathered a crowd The ladies also lost control and wailed aloud.
Hearing the wails, Yazid sent slaves to inquire Pacing up and down, he had not yet retired On knowing the cause, his crooked mind strived A devilish scheme, he soon mischievously contrived.
Yazid's men entered with a covered tray, "I do not want food, please take it away I want my father; promises he did give Without taking me, why did he leave?" They removed the cloth; Sakina beheld the face Even in death, it was full of heavenly grace With a cry, she flung herself on the wooden tray Hugging to her heart, she snatched the face away.
Inconsolably, she bent down over the head Putting, her cheeks, against that of her dad Within a few moments, her sobbing had stopped Her mortal remains, she had quietly dropped. "How long will you lie on your father's head?" Zaynab touched her hand; she was shockingly dead Sakina had gone with her father, never to return Husayn had kept his promise, as he had always done! Previous Next