It is easy for her to sleep in love – the poet Al-Buhtari

It makes it easy for her to stay orphaned,
I treat myself with a concealed conscience
has crossed the land of the ordinary and became
a fever that has reached it since it was surrounded by abraq fever
cried heartily, at farewell, and reciprocated
Salaam forbid the guts to be on fire
So there was no one left of her non-sectarian kindness.
familiar with us, If the ride is home
The lightning almost flashed when he blocked it
illumines a silhouette from which a Muslim
I did not forget her, at the farewell, and scattered it
a history of tears, hurry to organize
And she said: Is Al-Fath bin Khaqan a commentator?
satisfied, So the reunion will come back to us?
My boyfriend! Stop blaming for example,
Unity refuses except that it overflows and coexists
And do not be surprised by the calamity of
And passion found two baits: martyrs and children
My virgin of days sang my drink,
And you met me as a badger of birds,
And the wrath of a man made me a bit faint
I see his wrath darkening at night with the night
give up some satisfaction, folded
the rest of the reproach you were about to slam
If you ever say you have crossed their limit
linger in its heels and slandered
and hunted, If luck takes him back, he will respond
full
the oath on my behalf, and became disgraced,
And the slanderers deluded him until they were delusional
It was plain and clear, you got naked
raised him, laughing loudly, they looked up
I have taken a good deed,
And one who took vengeance on me
and gained in blame Majid,
praise sees sheep, and blame is slain
I am afraid of your bad opinion,
And there is no fear except that you will be unjust and wronged
I seek refuge in you that I fear you without an accident
found out, or offense to you forward
Aren’t the loyal ones in you composing poems,
It is the stars that led with the night
praise as if the garden was enlightened,
Immolate, It’s as if the snitch in it is a contributor
And if I had dignified and respected my hair,
And I postponed my praise of you to be digested
I was too old to point a finger at you
prayer, Or give me an excuse, so what?
And the one that time brings is easy
On, And if the bathroom in advance
but I should have seen you
pampered, And I beg you to be glorified
Take a look at what you’re upset about, do you see?
minimal article, or reprehensible verb
I saw Iraq denied me, and swore
At the expense of eternity that you wish
And my hope was that I would return a king,
So my hope became that I would return peacefully
And there is no objection to what you imagine other than that
remember some people, or slander
And I thought that you were the one who was not
Analyze the forbidden slander
shyness, so evil did not take me away
Away, I didn’t get much of it
I did not know the sin for which I was punished,
I killed myself in agony, and groaning
And if it was what you told him, or pretended,
they would not have been tempted to blame and honor you
I remind you of the covenant that is not fulfilled
forget him, And the right and Muslim friend
And the riders did not carry east and west,
And find in the highest country and accuse
I confess what I did not get
to you, That I blame you
let the guilt be known, And if you’re ignorant
with it, The blame is upon me and the blessings
And like you, if the verb manifests itself, he repeats it.
And if he does the good, he increases and completes it
And people are nothing but two gangs: this is
you spoke miserably, and here you are,
and the suit of enemies you cast resolutely,
and set them on fire, And you made it blood