MY HUMBLE TRIBUTE TO BIBI SAKINA(A.S)

Not knowing what is going
wants to meet her father
to fire their huts 
was the demon's order


delicate flower asked the satan
do you know where my father is?
instead of replying the cruel monster
snipped the little girl's earrings


blood was dripping from her ears
unconscious of all the fears
searched her father in the altar
found him atlast after the disaster


spiritually he was ever there
physically he was gone
finding him sleeping alone
she herself slept on his chest


deplore!deplore!oh!thou soul!
don't control the tears you hold
four years girl became mature
by seeing all the misiries upon her,


she was put in the dark cell
to cry over all the grieves
THINK!you all SCHOLAR people
i depict only one tragedy!

what about all others??
who lost their beloved
on the land of karbala
and it always be remembered!!!!!