Emotional Poem about Loss and Grief

For 40 days, I have walked as much as 40 years

40 times, I went towards the pit

You weren't there to see what I've been through

You don't know how many times I fainted

With blood-filled eyes, with this torn heart

I have reached your precious dust once again

Rise and see what your Zaynab has endured

Rise, my Husayn, for a guest has arrived

For 40 days, I haven't had a peaceful sleep

For 40 days, I haven't had any rest

For 40 days, I have had nothing to do except

watching over your child's hair

For 40 days, I haven't slept a wink

For 40 days, I haven't put ointment on my feet

I couldn't weep my fill for you in the pit

but I did not fall short for your Ruqayyah