ما بال عينك لا تنام كأنما كحلت مآقيها بكحل الأرمد جزعا على المهدي أصبح ثاويا
يا خير من وطئ الحصى لا تبعد وجهي يقيك الترب لهفي ليتني
غيبت قبلك في بقيع الغرقد بأبي وأمي من شهدت وفاته
في يوم الاثنين النبي المهتدي فظللت بعد وفاته متبلدا
متلددا يا ليتني لم أولد أأقيم بعدك بالمدينة بينهم
يا ليتني صبحت سم الأسود أو حل أمر الله فينا عاجلا
في روحة من يومنا أو من غد فتقوم ساعتنا فنلقى طيبا
محضا ضرائبه كريم المحتد يا بكر آمنة المبارك بكرها
ولدته محصنة بسعد الأسعد نورا أضاء على البرية كلها
من يهد للنور المبارك يهتدي يا رب فاجمعنا معا ونبينا
في جنة تثنى عيون الحسد في جنة الفردوس فاكتبها لنا
يا ذا الجلال وذا العلا والسودد والله أسمع ما بقيت بهالك
إلا بكيت على النبي محمد يا ويح أنصار النبي ورهطه
بعد المغيب في سواء الملحد ضاقت بالأنصار البلاد فأصبحوا
سودا وجوههم كلون الإثمد ولقد ولدناه وفينا قبره
وفضول نعمته بنا لم نجحد والله أكرمنا به وهدى به
أنصاره في كل ساعة مشهد صلى الإله ومن يحف بعرشه
والطيبون على المبارك أحمد
Why is it that my eyes cannot go to sleep? It is as if the rivers of crying have become permanent as dark as kuhl. This is because of my sadness at the one who has gone on, the one who was the rightly guided one.
O the best human being who has ever walked on the face of this earth. How I would give my own face to save yours. How I wish I was buried in Baqi' al-Gharqad before they buried you. My mother and father be given for you. Whose death did I see, on that Monday, none other than the Prophet ﷺ who is rightly guided.
As soon as he passed away, for the rest of that time, I stayed confused and grief-stricken. Woe to me. How I wish I was never born to suffer this pain. Am I supposed to live in Madinah when you are not here?
O woe to me. Why didn't someone just give me poison so I don't have to live this day? Or why doesn't Allah's Command come soon, come today or tomorrow, so that the Hour comes immediately? So that I can finally meet the one whose characteristic was nothing other than generosity.
O beautiful son of Aminah, the one you gave birth to, the one who was the best of all and purest of pure; the Prophet ﷺ was a light for this whole world. Whoever took that light would indeed be rightly guided and blessed.
O Allah, combine me with the Prophet ﷺ, in Jannat that are so beautiful that even the eyes of the jealous people will be averted away. Reunite me with the Prophet ﷺ in Jannat al-Firdaws. O Allah, the Majestic, the Mighty.
I swear by Allah, as long as I live, I shall not cry for anyone who has died, except for the crying that I have done for the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ. Woe to us, the Ansar of the Prophet ﷺ and his Companions.
After he has been buried in the grave, how are we going to live? The whole land has become tight for the Ansar; their faces have become dark like the kuhl.
We were the ones who gave birth to him (meaning the Prophet ﷺ's great-grandmother was from Madinah), and yet we ended up having his grave. And the blessings he showed us, nobody can deny.
Allah blessed us with him and guided us through him, at every point in time. May Allah have salat and salam upon him, and the angels around His Throne, upon the Mubarak, the one who is Ahmad.
A ritha' (elegy) composed by Hassan ibn Thabit RA, the Prophet ﷺ's poet, narrated by Ibn Hisham; several other sahaba, including Abu Bakr RA, also composed elegies.
When the Prophet ﷺ died, there was nothing in his house of gold and silver. The only thing left was some morsels of barley in a small cup. And I continued using from this cup for a long period of time until it occurred to me that it was never finishing, so I measured it one day, and within a short time, it finished.
A later recollection by Aisha RA of the Prophet ﷺ's possessions at his death.
When the Prophet ﷺ passed away, his armour was pledged to a Jew for thirty sa' of barley. In his last illness we had no oil for the lamp, so on the night his pain grew severe I sent the lamp to one of the women and asked her to drip some ghee into it for us.
A later recollection by Aisha RA of the Prophet ﷺ's possessions at his death.
What does this Surah mean?
Asked of the sahaba during his khilafa, about Surah al-Nasr.
This was an indication to the Prophet ﷺ that the end of his time was about to come, and he should prepare to meet Allah.
After we buried the Prophet ﷺ, Madinah became dark for us. It was as if we could not see each other, and if we were to extend our hand, we could not see it. And by the time we finished burying him, we could not recognize our own selves.
A separate later recollection by Anas ibn Malik RA, narrated by al-Bayhaqi in his Dala'il al-Nubuwwah; the darkness described is of grief and shock, not physical darkness.
The day that the Prophet ﷺ entered Madinah, everything in it was lit up; and the day that he died, everything in it went dark.
Recalled by Anas ibn Malik RA years after the Prophet ﷺ's death.