Worry Not
Those we love, ran away
In that love, I’ve gone astray
In that love, I’ve lost my way
In that love, I’ve found my way
Do not forget, I’m from Hussain*
We live for love, our only game
His father said,
The’ Loyalists’ shall remain
Worry not, for you are sane
We’re with you and feel this very pain
We do support you
No pain, no gain
You’re from our lot
So worry not!
Now drink again from Haider’s cup*
And share with those who want good luck
For those of you who ran away
Think not that I’ve gone astray
For now I’ve come to realize
Our meeting; a blessing in disguise
Our destiny; to meet and depart
In the process, you entered my heart
We fused and exchanged what we both sought
Gifts and treasures, lessons taught
Then both of us had to depart
I guarantee we’ll meet again
If not here, then in Eve’s garden
The meeting place for all true men;
Mustafa, Habib, Sadiq’s* fountain!
We’ll drink again from Haider’s cup
And sip with those who shared this luck.
Hussain=Grandson of Mohammed
Haider= (Ali) Son n law of Mohammed through whom the progeny of Mohammed multiplied
Mustafa, Habib, Sadiq (Titles of Mohammed)