Do you think time brings me back my days – Poet Al-Buhturi

Do you think time brings me back my days?
among the white palaces, and the perch
Since it is not surreptitiously communicating with them, Nor
Over-meeting with them
hours of fun you never mentioned,
Unless you renew my love at that
It is one of the desires that has made me sleepless,
It is as if he is sick of a disease
For eternity I have a thankful grace
I healed the one in the chest from Ogami
By God, what have I failed to do with the principles of blessing,
Unless you cover her family completely
He asked for the turban and the penis, and where did
How foolish is that cupper?
Do you see it under the illusion that it is worthy of it?
Why would you transgress these illusions?
may disperse the loyalist, aftermath
assembled against an angelic king, hammam
praised by God, become a blessing
God is a slave to Islam
perseverance, if he changed his mind
You fulfilled the right of veto and conclusion
set things straight, you trusted me
good luck in his case, azzam
luxury, If he takes up arms, you are astonished by me
Full moon shone in the blackness of the clouds
dressed in war suits, buckle up
On the authority of Asad, Bisha, protector
dries up the living things, until you unfold
The likeness of doubts and the saddle of darkness
When he was astonished by what he doubted, he became suspicious
by muhannad, change ham
So he saw an eye that sleeps on the mote
to destroy you, in the pilgrimage, sleeping
they played, a scratching penetration penetrated them
In war licenses it to the slanderer
you woke him up and fell asleep
shriveled melons and melons
what deceived me, I have tried
His sway in previous years
forsaken meekness, when he desired you
with decisive determination, a poisonous limb
Tomorrow, the arrows of the spears are presumptuous
from him, And Al-Layth sang in the ashes
mobilized his loyalists, they were synonymous
a nerve without him, sprawling
if they had not been forthcoming, they would have learned
of it progress, foot clock
engulfed in them, and his determination
to mix flags with flags
they ask him for patience, they have seen
A deep sea rippling with them
have mercy on all the wilderness
a breath, The best master and imam
when you famously adorned the sword
the slaves worried, and ram all maram
and crawled from close up, Did you miss it?
When you crawled to him, the abode of standing
Gather the resolve and persevere in abundance
Mentioned, stabbed him in the vertebrae
He hopes for safety, and there is no security for the one who leaves
throw the stick, and make every forbidden law permissible
Today, the caliphate has regained its might,
And the king’s face lit up after darkness
He became a prostitute, and they brought him close to him and his party,
As if they were a dream
They collapsed, and the eyes did not weep for them
with her tears, and they walked without peace
So greet the Commander of the Faithful with pleasure.
By following the verse and the blessings