I hear your voice when I sleep… telling me to for you weep
How much in love I’ve become… I close my eyes and you come…
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
Much like a man that is crazed… or one that is left amazed… when I drift off to sleep, I hear
I hear the voice of someone… left in a land, all alone… and trickles from my eye, a tear
The coldness of this tear-drop… makes me, from my sleep, wake up… I hear screaming from ear to ear
O’ sleeper can you forget… even for but a moment… what happened to my household here?
Can you forget all I’ve seen… or how much in love you’ve been… a love that you say you can’t bear
If I’m hurt would you forget… I’m hurt when your tears are wet… I watch upon you everywhere
I wake up crying his name… my forgetfulness, a shame
I see where this voice comes from… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
O’ lover, how can you sleep… when from my wounds, my tears seep… when no-one laments my absence
How can your two eyes stay closed… when to me death is proposed… circled by swords is Heaven’s prince
I’ve seen nothing but closed eyes… a demise after demise… my women, they have not slept since
If you’re truly my lover… would off to sleep you wonder… when I’m in need of assistance?
I walk this desert alone… my enemies won’t atone… pounded by swords is my patience
And to my death I wander… calling out for a helper… you wander off to a distance
How can you embrace your dreams… from my eyes a river streams
You cry and you’re so alone… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
Would I choose to hear this voice… do I even have a choice… when he gave, for me, everything
And can I ever let go… I hear his name and tears flow… he’s become a part of my being
Much like a man that’s in love… I gaze at the skies above… and only his name I’m seeing
And when I look at the ground… his severed body I’ve found… and I soothe it with my weeping
I hold my dreams in one hand… yet they flutter in his wind… when to my heart Hussain’s speaking
In the other, I see him… he sings me a painful hymn… and I am left helpless watching
I am torn between two worlds… worlds apart and this household
For Hussain what have I done… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
You sleep and wander your dreams… how real your dreams can seem… alone I wander this desert
Approaches you, all your hopes… as I walk upon death’s slopes… and too few eyes for me are wet
Your hopes approach, a fountain… death comes to me, a mountain… to bear its weight alone, my test
You taste its water’s sweetness… I embrace such a harshness… a mountain that crushes my chest
Would from your sweet dreams you drink.. when from such a weight, I sink.. upon my shoulders its weight rests
And for assistance I call… and toward my grave I fall… Shimr’s sword upon my neck rests
Your hopes and your dreams you face… a sword I’m forced to embrace
Something that can’t undone… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
I wake up and sit in shame… and on my mind plays his name… just like the love of the lover
I raise my head, I see drawn… before me a fallen crown… the crown of his father, Haider
If by my dreams I’m taunted… by the swords he is hunted… in his battle, a lone soldier
I grab my heart as a shield… and head to his battlefield… with my love for him, my armour
My dreams become his desert… I see what he can’t forget… as I step onto Karbala
I hear the voices of men… Habib tells me with his pen… get up and assist your Master
I complain to him in tears… between us, a thousand years
And with my regret, I hum… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
O’ child, you want to serve… let your gaze toward me swerve… let this picture rest in your mind
Watch me holding my child… expecting water, mild… an arrow in his neck I find
Watch me telling each mother… that death is their son’s future… and to martyrdom they’re inclined
I feel nothing but death… and I yearn for my last breath… my hardships in my blood I’ve signed
If truly you’re part of me… you’d feel my tragedy… for lovers pains are intertwined
Hasten to me in mourning… it’s your name I am calling… my lovers are my pain defined
I see nothing but beauty… when you wake and weep for me
And we become a soul, one… I close my eyes and you come
Telling me to for you weep
* * *
(London – 22/01/13)