my heart's rapture holds the momentwhen I first glanced upon your facewhen all that mattered disappearedand you remained there in its place when we first met, you did not speakyet until now, your voice I hearand though the miles stretch out farby the soul's standard, you are near I came to you in summer's heatwith… Continue reading my guide
how can my body stay in this place, when my heart only wants to be where you are? how do i keep from catching my breath? how do i keep my soul from leaping from my chest? how do i go on living, knowing it's not where you are? oh, how restless is… Continue reading how do i go on living?
what i wouldn't give, my beloved Imam al-Naqi (a) to walk toward your golden dome again to smell the dust of your grave again to rest my head by your side, to speak to you of my sorrows, to have your hand soothe my heart again. (Grandfather, missing you... it hurts. in… Continue reading جـدّي
the first moment my eyes set their sights on your karbala, i knew. the moment i saw your flag still whipping in the breeze blood red, the blood of Muhammad (s) your name written in the sky as if still held steady blood red, the arms of your flag-bearer... my life, (the death i had… Continue reading the first moment
"Be with me always—take any form...only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!" i am caught in the snares of your love i am drowning in the oceans of your memory i am… Continue reading be with me