Hazrat Ruqayya (pbuh) picked up the head and pressed it to her chest. She cried and said: 45

Hazrat Ruqayya (pbuh) picked up the head and pressed it to her chest. She cried and said:

Oh dear father! Who did color your face with your own blood?
Oh father! Who did cut the veins of your throat?
Oh father! Who did make me an orphan at childhood?
Oh father! Who should I rely after losing you?
So painful loneliness would be!

Nafasul Mahmoom, p.456

There are no comments for this article
Comment
Post a comment for this article