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☫ 🇮🇶 آجرك الله يا صاحب الزمان

صل على محمد و آله🧕 Katılım Mayıs 2022
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The Quran and du’as in the peaceful voice of our dearest and most precious father, our leader and marji’— Seyed Ali Khamenei may his terror endure.. will regularly update this thread, please feel free to attach any clips you have for increased ajr and thawab in his pure name
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حاج قاسم.. برات مهمون اومده..
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مَولايَ يا مَولاي..
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the widowed wife of shahid hamid mazandarani🖤
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من استشهد ارتاح، من عاش مات
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beside our own personal sadness for the loss of Seyed and this farewell, a reason as to why our grief and sadness is so deep and our hearts are way too heavy, heavier than we would have ever expected and ever experienced for a fallible person, is because of this hadith attributed to Imam Sadiq (as): رحم الله شيعتنا خلقوا من فاضل طينتنا” وعجنوا بماء ولايتنا يحزنون لحزننا ويفرحون لفرحنا” “may Allah bestow his mercy upon our shia, for they were created from the surplus of our clay, and they were kneaded with the water of our wilayah. They grieve for our grief and rejoice for our joy” ساعد الله قلبك يا صاحب الزمان.
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whenever the Imam (a) is in deep sorrow, his Shia will be in an unexplainable deep sadness.

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اِلهي كَيْفَ تَطْرُدُ مِسْكيناً الْتَجَأَ اِلَيْكَ مِنَ الذُّنُوبِ هارِباً..
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may i be a sacrifice for a single tear of yours..
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amidst all this sorrow, there are mothers who lost both their daughters and father in the very same night.. the very one they would have turned to for comfort, who would have been a refuge to all their tears..
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what a hypocrite of a servant i am. I call for your reappearance, yet with my own hands, I delay it. Every door you open for me, I close. Every opportunity you grant me, I turn away from. Every time you pull me away from my bad habits, I return to them as if your presence holds no weight in my heart. But by the Lord of the Martyrs, no one holds a place in my heart as you do. Your place is greater than that of my mother and father -may they and I be sacrificed for you- greater than any guardian of Allah and the righteous servants. And it is not solely for the reason of you being my Imam, rather because, despite my countless shortcomings, despite every sin and betrayal, despite every arrow I have pierced into your chest and every tear I have caused to fall from your purified eyes, you have never abandoned me. You have never let me stray, even when I let go of your hand. You remained behind me, waiting, making sure that in the moment of realisation, I could run back to you, and your hands would always be wide open. I have a firm belief in you, even if my actions say otherwise. But you know my heart better than I do. You know how much I love you. My heart belongs to you and you alone. Forgive me, my Mawla. but, how can someone who was the cause of their Imam’s tears during Salatul Layl dare to ask for forgiveness? How can they hope to be forgiven? How deep is the wound I have inflicted upon you? How many times have I reopened it, and how many times have you stitched it, again, and again, and again? Your mercy is greater than this world. Just like your grandfather, RasulAllah (s), whose kindness knew no bounds. You, too, reflect his mercy. You, too, are a shelter for the lost. You saved me from going astray. The very fact that my heart remains connected to you is proof of your forgiveness, love, and protection. I know no safety but Allah, and Allah has sent you as a beacon of guidance, a sign of His enduring mercy upon our sinful souls, a source of protection for our lost, broken and tired souls. no matter how many times I fall, you have always extended your hand to me. So I plead with you, O’ my Imam, do not let go of me. Keep your love in my heart. Do not replace me with another servant. Keep me close, even if I stumble. Keep me among those who await you with sincerity. Even if I walk away from you, assist me to return, so I can assist you when you return. Keep me under your shadow and forgiveness, forever, Ya Sahib Al-Zaman.
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the wound has been torn open, and I feel like my heart has narrowed, it cannot bear this pain, not again. hasten his reappearance ya rahman…for we are suffocating.

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فِداك رُوحِي وَكُلُّ مَا أُحِبّ..🌷
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نَحنُ في خُطاهُم, بِالرَكبِ لاحِقينا
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"وِلايَةُ الفقيهِ إِكليلٌ على رُؤوسنا ظِلَّ ظَلِيلَ، ومَن والىٰ الفقية لا يَميلُ عنِ الحق ويمضي لا يَحولُ.."
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