Apologies, oh master of the goodness <br />I know my words are not enough though <br />my tear looks at thy home being homeless <br />yet the heart out of me is flying through <br /> <br />Oh Samarra where have you been <br />by the time forgotten by the low ground <br />if they know what you carry in heaven <br />on this humble earth won't there be a sound <br /> <br />Oh Samarra that injures the tearful pains <br />hear my words with a tear in this blinded eye <br />lamenting shall I be with the life that remains <br />like how Jacob for Joseph was blinded with a cry <br /> <br />Samarra why don't you answer the loud cries <br />deserted the beloved ones and slept eternally? <br />but No, by the love of Husain and our cries <br />on thy ground we will remain with loyality <br /> <br />Oh Samarra, take the vow out of my mouth <br />and dropp the words on every dropp of thy grain <br />east or west shall I be or north and even south <br />this heart for thy love will never stop to maintain <br /> <br />Oh Samarra, O Land of the beloved...<br /><br />Taher Shemaly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/samarra/
