O Husayn, I bear witness that you are the light of the hearts and the life of the soul. If I was not there to help you in Karbala, and my hands were tied by the chains of time, then know that my heart weeps for you, my tongue curses your enemies, and my soul awaits the day of vengeance with your Qa’im (Imam Mahdi).
I see the cradle of Ali al-Asghar (the infant). You, O enemy of Allah, shot an arrow that lodged in the tiny neck of the six-month-old baby. Husayn caught the blood of his son in his cupped hands and threw it towards the sky—and not a single drop fell back to earth, as a sign of divine acceptance. ziyarat nahiya english translation
I see Husayn, alone on the sands. His sword, Zulfiqar , is shattered. His body is pierced by seventy-two arrows, thirty-three stabs of spears, and thirty-four strikes of swords. He falls to the ground, whispering: ‘Is there any helper to help me? Is there any protector to protect the sanctity of the Messenger?’ O Husayn, I bear witness that you are
The Curse (La'an): O Allah, curse the tribe that killed Husayn. Curse those who gave the command, those who obeyed, those who tied the ropes of the tents, those who looted the saddles, and those who struck the holy face. O Allah, curse the killers of Husayn—from the first to the last—and drown them in the fire of Hell. You, O enemy of Allah, shot an arrow