Zulfiqar, Iftikhar and Intizar,

Names that echo through the bazaar,

Each one unique and full of grace,

A symbol of a different place.

Zulfiqar, sword of Ali's might,

A weapon for the just and right,

Iftikhar, pride in one's own worth,

Intizar, the wait for a new birth.

Together they weave a tapestry,

Of history, culture and legacy,

A reminder of a rich past,

And a hope for a future that will last.

So let us honor these three names,

And all the stories they proclaim,

For they are a part of who we are,

And will forever shine like a star