for my life if I create the garment of flirting
And I became isolated from the eyes of the jealous
I gave up on the morning watering
and cut short my ignorance from the stages of idleness
Maybe they are preserved as a picnic for a picnic.
and they met in a stupor in a home away
So don’t you argue with a moustache?
He jokingly protected her with pampering
I sang a good person with them
with whatever amusement and a sip will come
It’s time for the riders of ignorance when I’m so happy
directed towards the dignified tent
to the shade of meadow, scattered cold
Isolated
He has palm trees that yearn us
much to highly mobile
If we still stand like a house
Saf exempts him from south and north
I fortified him with my age, and forevermore
Muta’athil
If the sandals go through the head of his
unfortunate enough between the den and the house
The two-browed bridle proclaims
watering it from a reasoned
The end of the holiday unfolds in a bright light
shining bright barefoot waving
Hello , And if the salaam said, doubly
on that of a distraction and a problem
I will lament what I have done in my youth
and from my gray hairs I will depend on every breadwinner
We have the grace of God, praise be to God
depart from the hand of the one who trusts
So we renewed his thanksgiving.
He has other blessings with an expedited effort.
And if we go back to his sky
with Ahmed of its feasibility first and foremost
I swear by the grace to return
We , And we do not spare you from the bounty of the Most Merciful
Jawad Bani Al-Abbas, you may know him
The Banu al-Abbas was decorated in every gathering.
Divorce for him when the question is renewed
hopeful hypothesis
as if a crown flashed upon his forehead
crowned on a poetic moon
banished the fever of Islam from every suspicion
And he did clear, unproblematic justice.