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Ajeeb Haal Main Hain

Ajeeb Haal Main Hain

Mir Hasan Mir

This poem remembers the great sorrows faced by the two grandsons of the Prophet. It reflects on the hardships of both Imam Hasan and Imam Hussain.

NohaMuharram General

Ajeeb Haal Me Hai Fatima Ke Dono Pisar

The Two Sons Of Fatema Are In A Strange State

Hasan Ke Teer Badan Me, Hussain Teero Par

Hasan With Arrows In His Body, Husain On The Spears

Hasan Ko Dekha Hai Qasim Ne Khoon Ugalte Hue Sakina Dekhti Hai Baap Ko Tahe Khanjar

Qasim Saw Hasan Spitting Blood Sakina Watches Her Father Under The Dagger

Najane Dekhe Hai Zainab Ne Tasht Me Kese Jigar Ke Tukde Hasan Ke, Kabhi Hussain Ka Sar

How Has Zainab Seen In The Dish The Pieces Of Hasan's Liver, Sometimes Husain's Head

Hasan Ne Jate Hue Choome Bazu Zainab Ke Hussain Jate Hue Choomte Rahe Chadarr

Hasan Kissed Zainab's Arms While Leaving Hussain Kept Kissing The Sheet While Leaving

Hasan Ke Bete Ke Ummat Ne Kar Diye Tukde Hussain Late Hai Tukde Wo Saare Chun Chun Kar

The Nation Tore Hasan's Son Into Pieces Hussain Brings Those Pieces, All Collected

Udhar Hasan Ke Janaze Par Phool Teero Ke Idhar Hussain Ke Lashe Ki Nazr Hai Pattharr

Over There, Arrows Are On Hasan's Funeral Over Here, Stones Are On Husain's Body

Udhar Hasan Ka Janaza Phiraya Galiyo Me Sare Hussain Phiraya Gaya Idhar Dar-Dar

Over There, Hasan's Funeral Was Paraded In The Streets Over Here, Husain Was Taken Door To Door

Tadap Rahe Hai Janaze Kuch Aur Yu Akbar Ke Teer Khench Rahi Hai Badan Se Khud Madar

The Funerals Are Writhing, Especially Akbar That The Mother Herself Is Pulling Arrows From The Body

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