AlMujtaba Islamic Poetry > Ahlulbayt (AS)

Promised Re-Union

By: Sahar Hussain

I leave it to you to discover the laden meaning of this poem - take the course and drive through the secret chambers of your heart, and sense what is un-narrated ...  

Emotions are barred,
sentiments neglected;
here the whispers are scattered ...
Oh traveller in the darkness of night,
search beyond the loci of Baqi,
to perceive the unexpressed love.

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In praise of 12 Imams (AS)

By: Maryam Mouzah

My heart is fine and bright with the love of Haider (AS)

Next to Haider (AS), al-Hasan (AS) is our Guide and Leader

The dust beneath the Shoes of al-Hussein (AS)

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Speak with me, my Pigeon!

The pigeon belonging to the distant land of Janat ul Baqi, Madinah travels to Mashad; in order to meet his brother.
When he reaches there, he is over whelmed to see the warm gestures of his beloved brother. He gently takes steps closer to him; and begins to talk to him.

By: Sister Mardhiya

To see you again, is indeed a pleasure,
allow me to dust your feather's, my dearest brother.
Where has the glow on your beak gone?
the smile, the laughter;

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My freed bird travel to Baqi

By: Sister Mardhiya

I untied your wings;
and let you free.
I released from your cage of misery,
and let you discover yourself.

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O' Abu Saleh Al Mahdi

This poem is about the tragedy of bombing the holy shrines of Imam Ali Al-Hadi (AS) and Imam Hassan Al-Askari (AS) that occured in Samarra, Iraq on February 22, 2006

By: Sister Sahar Hussain

Forlorn of all hope,
as I write to you,
with the ink of my tears.
The notes of sympathy,

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Sallu Ala Muhammed

By: Abu Thar Al-Halwaji

The first of us is Muhammed…the middle of us is Muhammed…The last of us is Mohammed …Send the prayers on Mohammed

It's not strange that the flowers grow on the earth while you are living on it... Allah Allah, O' Taha

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Killing an angel

By: Sister Fiddha

They killed you.
Bit by bit
Carved up your loved ones
And served them on a plate
Feasting on their misery

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Ahlul Bayt

By: Sister Fiddha 

Our friends in our silent room
Your footprints seen by our hearts
As you sit with us as we cry to you
Hearing our pain

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