By Mariam Rizvi:

Untitled Poem

Peace, with sception and hope, I seek,

(congruity's scope I know is bleak)

To mend I crave (rather than kill)

To spill blood, abhor I will.

Intend I do, no force to use (If sense in you I can infuse)

Resolved I am, to defend till death.

Face your hostile moves I will.

But the rules, supreme, of the divine faith

Thought accord I covet, seek peace still.

A holy war it means indeed

If waged to crush the devil's creed.

No rancour, `against you,' I hold

But faith do cherish - as I told.

Islam I will resolutely shield

Burnt will stand and never yield.

Would welcome death (and make it tame)

Would rather die than live in shame.

Your Prophet's scion I'm - you know

At least some regard to his name show.

His singular dictum is my creed:

"Universal good" I adore, indeed.

Ali, the paragon, the seraphic Imam

Champ of the faith, the shield of Islam

Inimitable, impeccable: I am his son

His peerless attributes I have won.

My heart is virtues' abode and nest

Blessedness harbours in my breast.

Muhammad came in the kingdom of God,

as a messenger of peace as the master of creed.

He influenced the world with Ali's help,

and all the sons from his daughter's breed.

Fatima the lady of God's paradise,

Ali the warrior, the leader, the wise.

Hassan, the heir of eternal lore,

Hussain, the martyr, the heaven's door.

Call Ali in the trouble, Almighty says,

because in his presence the evil decays.

He's the lion of God, he's the sword of God,

and all his believers are one righteous squad.

Islam's prosperity is the gift of Hussain,

In the way of God, he sacrificed his clan.

He gave his head but not his grace,

His martyrdom is a slap on the devils face.

The grandson of prophet decided to fight,

to unveil the Satan, and bring him in light.

The food was banned, the water was stopped,

but on his mind the triumph had topped.

Zainab was with her brother all the time,

and participated as much to demolish the crime.

Her surety was Abbas, the holder of the flag,

Whose hand on the emblem is the victory's tag.

The thirst was a menace, the hunger a threat,

an example for all the mankind was set.

But the righteuos fought, and died on the faith,

and the right won, against the evils wraith.