I blamed the blame Mshafaf Mattab – the poet Al-Buhtari
I blamed a lamented pity,
Wasta was an advisor who did not lie
and shed her tears, and her tears
When do you describe melancholy?
And to grieve with the bottom of my heart a site
That on the hot coals of burning anger
Ghada is urgent, time will be delayed
And his fickle behavior
Good Glue blackmailed her, And I encountered the sermons, a jealous woman who did not suffer
She said: I see you with a secret from Ra Thawia
In the pasture of Cheb and live a position
Where the sheriff doesn’t fit
He leans on him sympathetically and hunched over
So baptize for the shade of Nizar, for they are
people of God, or the side of the Arabs
And get up to any town they settled in
On earth, if you come near, and if you do not come close
There is the core calculation, and where no
Tempted by the proportions of the relative requirement
I said: Four in a secret from Ra Sayed
His taxes honored the great office
Sea when the darkness stops with a resource
From him he treats their grandfather and tortures them
Khidr bin Ahmed Tooud, the tallest of glory
head pillar, Secretary of the shoulder
A cave if chaste is excused by its shadow
They took refuge in the confines of Raheeb and enriched
If Abdul Qais touches me, we will come
And the difference between scattering and bifurcation
I was silent about the habitats of Wael,
And the events of time overcame them
Bab Al-Moorth from Rabia Majdha
And the son of the deserving one, every honor is the greatest
How many fathers do you have of great virtues?
soldered, Found Dhi Makarem Monjib
And Ola, the efforts failed without him
I named you by remembrance of the highness of the planet
And if the truffle struggled in a battle,
And the cup of wrath quarreled from a drink
You have famous yoga positions
An inheritance for every warlike Laith
O Khidr, the security is blackened by the masters
From every dying hallway veiled
You have been blocked in the state of modernity as a young man
And I wore the splendor of the grey-haired Galilee
And I showed you the aftermath of things slowly
From Hazem Madi Al-Azeem Experienced
Because you are more sensitive when you raid a plan
Who is delicate, his fame is a grating jaw
And because I breathe in waffles and dew
Who was left with a stained streak?
And because you are prevented from clipping aside
For the expectant tired tenant
As if your face when you ask for a drink
From the goodness of the golden al-Hassam water
Take it to you by means of a willing
close, connected Incitant
I came to you in kind greetings
From the home of the most elegant and grassy gardens
He fulfilled it like a contract, separated his systems
Balder but he did not pierce
This is your guardian seeking refuge
With your seed from the time of iron claw
May a lightning sham from your call, I love him
If the lightning of your hands was not a claw