Saturday, August 4, 2012

Quiet Flows the Dawn

bleeding
unheeding
profusedly
superceeding
flows the Dawn
head barren
all shorn
a shia reborn
a rose
pricked
to death
by its own thorn
quiet flows the Dawn
bleeding
unheeding
enemies
of shiasm
say heretical
misleading
a grief
exceeding
beneat the blood
hussainiyat
not reading
quiet flows the Dawn
a poetry written in blood
bygone
a new border on the heart
of Karbala
redrawn
Ya Hussain
Ya Hussain
thus we mourn.

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