How to blame for the love of discreetness – Al-Buhtari poet

We relieved you of the blame for the love that you concealed,
and shortened you, let us inquire into quarters and drawings
a upholsterer of their mixture bore it,
obey God, until you turn an accused
And when the house is asked to realize a need,
If its verses are broken, you should speak
I supported her with tears of longing
They were injected into the aftermath
And I hope that the atmosphere is not shortened,
And fever is a description of someone who has a fever
And how much I wanted to shove the scavengers,
And how did my missed regression progress?
I compose a breath that has been brought back on the air
beam, And a heart in the Ghawani divided
Yesterday the stirrups took, and they left
two of us ostensibly, muffled
And what was the beginning of love from us and you
to be hidden, Nor is the secret of convergence to be known
Isn’t it possible that a day of peace will return to me?
My youth is well-groomed and slanderous
By morning until I see the horizon spread,
on his east, a custom from the night
I do not have a blameworthy night in Batrangy,
If some life is reprehensible,
I went to Baghdad, created a student
successfully, And it is more expedient to be honored
the patron saint of the believers, and my mayors
Sulaiman, Love him the miniature squash
poems of those who did not borrow from her jewelry
you leave him deprived of praise forbidden
Khaled
So what do you study from them as a teacher?
They found Abu Ayyub, where he covenanted,
From people not both, nor grimace
boy, Generosity only loves arrogance,
And the matter is only dealt with offensively
The culture of the nights is in his hands, if you get bored
the nights are answered by them, orthoses
full that joking will not overcome his grandfather,
And if he went free to the dew, smiling
leading to the sultan with sufficient effort,
considers it obligatory in advance
a leader for them in greater measure than what they have been told,
And if they bore it, it would be as heavy as Radwa.
I obey, I sacrifice, And it is the will of the creatures
creams, The dew follows where it flows
It is not a disease that blames Him for His forgiveness.
nor fair and abundant, If you don’t see
And I did not see a given thing like an open one.
puts him on a suit, I gave the perforator
A quarter in which the caliphate has grown thin,
In it, the king was tentatively tentative
I blame the people’s destiny and delusion,
if he did not point it out
I envy others and blame them,
And I was not a son to the envious before her.
remember you, And whoever comes to your memory will find it
willing to digest
According to you, the Shuus are from the Musab family
Your approval of those valuable honors
You gave them help from those two oaths,
burn at their enemies, be kind
And how much did Iraq wear a deed of you,
the horizon is about to change
a third of her foreheads were good-natured,
We found you first
And an honor that the people did not begin to formulate,
and they did not deviate from their desire to learn
you gave her, kindness is cleverness,
And the greedy gentleman may overlook the sympathy
And one does not attain the highest level,
If he is not in love, Ed is in love
I wish that the spectrum was from Umm Malik,
close to our covenants, pain, so peace
soon my jawans would long for you,
And I didn’t give myself to you to regret it
I reminded you of a greedy memory in a gathering,
He saw despair, and his tears rejected him.
And your parable gave Solomon an eloquence.
to glory, Or He gave Solomon a bounty