I live in a land called ‘Hope’

SHAFAQNA - The following poem was penned by Reza John Vedadi, MA in Film Production & MA in Islamic Studies, film and documentary director, producer and writer based in London. I live in a land called ‘Hope’ Where I drink from…

It brings the whispers

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SHAFAQNA - The following poem was penned by Reza John Vedadi, MA in Film Production & MA in Islamic Studies, film and documentary director, producer and writer based in London. As the night descends It brings the whispers. Let my…

Sayeda Zainab you are the blessed daughter of the all noble Ali & Fatima sister of Hasnain

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SHAFAQNA - The following is a poem written by Sayeda Shaheena Bibi in commemoration of Lady Zainab bit Ali's sacrifice and strength.   The paragon of an ever evolving truth, setting our spirits ablaze till infinity, you are the…

We are the Bright Beacons of Guidance

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SHAFAQNA - The couplets that Imam Husayn (as) recited on the afternoon of Ashura while he was fighting the enemies. This is me, son of Ali (as) of virtue from the Family of Hashim clan and such a pride of such a relationship is sufficient And…

Seeking Sustenance only from God - Imam Hussain

SHAFAQNA - "Every time you face hard times in life, don’t supplicate in front of others because it is Allah who provides your livelihood and daily bread (not them) If you remain alive and travel to the far most places of the east and west…

O to the one that lies, and tries

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SHAFAQNA  - Glory be to Allah, the Possessor of the Ancient and Magnificent Kingdom - Fatima Zahra [as] O to the one that lies, and tries, to garner and gather friendly support, in armies of staggered loyalties - lie about me, lie…

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…