Selected Arabic Poems of the Promised Messiah (as) — Page 29
May My Soul be Sacrificed 29 ٌ اُرۡجِلۡت ُ ظُلۡمًا وَّاَرۡض ُ حِبِّي ۡ بَعِیۡدَۃ ٌ ِاُرۡجِلۡت ُ ظُلۡمًا وَّاَرۡض ُ حِبِّي ۡ بَعِیۡدَۃ ِفَیَا لَیۡتَنِي ۡ کُنۡت ُ فَوۡق َ الرَّحۡل ِ وَالۡقَتَب فَیَا لَیۡتَنِي ۡ کُنۡت ُ فَوۡق َ الرَّحۡل ِ وَالۡقَتَب I walk upon the terrain of the tyrants, while the land of my beloved remains so very far away— How I wish I could be flown there across the clouds! Sirrul-Khil a fah , R uh an i Khaz a’ in, vol. 8, p. 430-431; see also English translation, The Reality of Khil a fah, p. 187-191, pub- lished by Islam International Publications Ltd. 2022