Between two kings, the difference was so stark

Seen through the remnants of their glorious marks

Both had crafted their legacies grand

When the marble stone divided their land

Was it the beauty of sight or a flaw in their hearts

Zaid’s empire thrived, while illusions played their parts

Wrapped in a white shroud, the Zaid Mosque smiled

While the Taj Mahal mourned in ruins compiled

Greetings, O Zaid, may Allah’s mercy be upon you

The reward shall endure amidst the prayer’s cue

Alas, Aafri, we cannot find such noble reigns

Lost, we wander amidst time’s passing strains

By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt

Abu Dhabi, UAE

(Sharing my emotions after offering Al Fateha at his last resting place. Visited after Fajr Prayer. These lines are written as a proud resident of UAE and a Pakistani. May Allah bless his soul. Ameen)