Here is what Vic Al-Lahi says – the poet Al-Buhtari

Easy what the living says about you
After extinguishing my yield and tayahi
I was complaining the plaintiff’s complaint, so
I meet the cores with frank tears
Is there any way to avoid,
Umm Ali with a winged sword
and watered the side of the scenery, the story
The defeat of the lesion
when lost souls came, we said
Which sun comes and misses the souls
the fissures of youth shook from it, galloping
Above the waist a joule of scarf
and showed us a cheek in which pain may rest
Dr, And the apple harvest curses it
And a scattering of pearls of thought
M and visited the sacrifice of the sacrifice
and lit under the perch for evil
and almost lit up the lamp,
She referred to singing aloud
afflicted with slanderous disease, correct
So we blessed them before the Mathani,
And we drank them before we went to sleep
Eyelids may turn albino
with what goes in the mugs
O Muslim father! turn to evil
q, And honor the shining lightning
underlined, standing on the side of the
The shrine of the morning
and negative, Manbij shows you a text,
She is Zahra from all aspects
and sports, between al-Ubaidi, the story
rr, above Simon, the resting place
hiccups, I have burnt the sho
tell them, what a shame
If you will, push the eagles to sculpt
the dead sea, goblet carving
to set the clouds, then, on the
The land west of the Euphrates meets with a sea
Watering is not done in a people’s yard,
They did not spend the night in Nael and Samah
By my life if I invite you to the air
Dr, You have brought me to success
cloudy clouds, he has no righteousness
Say goodbye to your clear face
comfort to the seekers, and effort
and ma’ali, for comfort
any grandfather did not fail, and he is second
of his endeavors, compliment tongue
And both sides of you are the tribe of the Khawafi,
when you rise, wing feathers furnished
honor among Muslims, Muslim
Dr, and Abdel Aziz, and the morning