My Beloved

The feeling when I see your shrine… your heart stands and embraces mine…my beloved
I’ve torn dreams to come toward you… yet in dreams all I see is you… my beloved
I’ve left everything behind… for the road to Hussain find… my beloved

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I have heard tales and stories… of the miracles and glories… of the comforter of worries
The comfort and the heart’s delight… the soother to the eye and sight… the beacon of both life and plight
The king beneath a golden dome… that angels and lovers call home… where even the dead long to roam
I have heard and I have listened… with longing you I was burdened… and in search of you I’ve hastened… I’ve awaited

I’ve dreamt and yearned for this moment… with my wounds I have been patient… I’ve awaited
My eyes have burned from all my tears… longing for you for months and years… I’ve awaited
I’ve drawn your map in my mind… for the road to Hussain find
My beloved… my beloved

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My persistence never dying… when my dreams they have been crying… crying for a hope undying
Unmeasured is my resilience… when I’m entranced by your brilliance… and enthralled by your existence
My longing for you a thunder… I’ve been told to reconsider… that I may face death or murder
But fears me no hate nor jail… or if death sits on this trail… by your grave I’ve sworn I’ll wail… I’ve decided

It be that I may face torture… or uncertain is my future… I’ve decided
I know that all will be worth it… when by my beloved I sit… I’ve decided
I’ll face hardships, any kind… for the road to Hussain find… my beloved

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My beloved, when I see your shrine… I cry out to your heart from mine… a call this king would not decline
For you stand to welcome your guest… even if in sin he is dressed… he be poor, wounded or distressed
I come to you a man broken… seeking your renowned salvation… to be of your servants written
I have left behind family… my children ask of me daily… my parents fear for my safety… I’ve persisted

I’ve sold my soul for this meeting… I’ve risked my life for this greeting… I’ve persisted
I’ve left behind all I hold dear… travelled countries to greet you here… I’ve persisted
My fate to you I have signed… for the road to Hussain find… my beloved

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I feel a love transient… of a master and a servant… or of a king and a peasant
When I laugh, I see you smile… and you cry for all my trials… on me an eye ever-watchful
I weep my desires and needs… and I know the king of king heeds… just as my name and deeds he reads
I’ve no doubt that he will answer… for tell me, how can not answer… the beloved of the lover… they’re accepted

My wishes and my desires… that have burned within me fires… they’re accepted
The peak of generosity… can I ask, and he not bring me… they’re accepted
My wishes and fates aligned… for the road to Hussain find… my beloved

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(London – 04/04/12)

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