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My heart flutters

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SHAFAQNA - Will my resting solely in You guarantee me rest in this life? My heart flutters to and fro, and my patience is as delicate as glass. If I find myself alone in a forest, beset by animals hungry and wild, is my flesh what feeds…

The Orphan in Najaf

SHAFAQNA  - let the orphan in najaf call out my name tonight ("yumma!") with his tears as if permanently pressed against his face his arm trying to block them   his tears flow into the grooves of his pillow his sleepless nights,…

O withered moon

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SHAFAQNA - o withered moon when you announce the month of rajab pour fourth your mercy like honey and let me taste it on my tongue o withered moon with my eyes shut closed and my heart still and at peace   let even your loneliness for…

I Salute You, O my Master, O my Leader, My Imam

SHAFAQNA - There's a story of a pious saint, who's a beacon of light He's the fourth 'noor' in succession, to the prophet of Islam He's the grandson of Fatima, and Ameer-ul-Momeneen He's the son of Husain the, greatest martyr of the world And…

The Night before Ashura’

SHAFAQNA - If I was in Karbala on this night the last night before the end, I would witness Heaven and Hell spread out before me, Heaven blocked from Furat, Heaven prostrating to God, Hell surrounding Furat, and forgetting…

Poems from Iran - Just like no one else!

SHAFAQNA - Following is the translation of an Iranian poem courtesy of a talented young woman: Comet. In her desire to bridge cultures and open a window on the beauty and soul of Iran, Comet shared her work with Shafaqna.  All world…