Arihyat Sabawa and Misheb – the poet Al-Buhtari
Comfortable and long-haired
One of the traits of an unbeliever is a strange thing
And the crying of the soul after three
Thirty in unemployment around
Walenda to leave when he calls
By the graying youth
If the night smiles in the morning,
About the end of the darkness soon
As long as you pulled off the tail
And the youthful juicy robe
Playing the slippers of my youth
Aleppo Dahr Zainab and Laoub
Al-Ghawani, even if they sing chastely
They are cooked by good and kind
Whenever you want money from it a penis
And whenever you want, there’s a dune in it
And you have an eye for the sake of Dalal
You told me sweetness and it’s sweet
I was her person and I became her moth
Who has youth and is wet
And eyes mixed in Rakaya
From the corners of affairs, which is the sunset
She went to sleep when she saw me
Her eyeliner is thin and pale
The calamities are free and generous
Good
For the time of the new
It has scars on its bite
Then she kept claiming to me a stick
His sermons came while he was a cross
and relinquish my resolve, Antares
And determination, journey, and perseverance
If the prostitutes deny myself,
You know me, David and the steppes
And Azim was disappointed with Ibn Azim
Attractive inclusion and reciprocity
So to the dreadful and terrifying Al-Eis
Whenever the difficult time shakes me,
And Siraj Roya Ariani
Whom do I turn to and to whom do I turn?
Who is useful from the expenses of the nights
I popped eyes and fell niob
Who if you say: Oh Abu Zacharias,
The days gave me peace when they were wars
I want the sea, not the fruit, like me
It is not narrated by a table and a heart
He has called for hope to Ibn Al-Mualla
In the words of the loan who is a preacher
For a boy who will have whiffs
The warriors and the afflicted will forgive her
Puffs back after deacon
Eternity is a riding stick
For the eyes of engagement after deacon
And for the heart of time and pocket
And it is worthy of you to meet him
Great treachery and kindergarten
He is in the mission of Al-Ula, where he is sheltering
From the caller of the dew near Mujib
And his memory is intimate alike
When he pardons him and the disgraceful disgrace
Familiar to the stranger, what is in it
From the delegations of chastity except the stranger
Please from his right please
From the right of life is a good place
A viewer towards him, Hajji and Afaf, And the
And Nawal from Al-Lujain Sabib
Praise and glory bequeathed unless
Doctors of the following pass the south
And Habib when he said, And he’s freaking out:
Dima Samha Al Qiyad Scoop
If his eyes saw alive, Yahya’s palm
Al Ghayth did not like him while she was aiming
Underestimated extends his palms knowledge
That eternity has female vices
Vimenah: Jafar and Saeed
They are sometimes Shri and Shabib
And there is no stranger, but a spur of the moment
Graying with injury and it is in the phase of taxation
And with the eyes of loyalty and glory in it
All this he doesn’t love
And if the problems add up,
And his honor accidents and sermons
You give it away and that’s a gift of opinion,
The supervisor makes mistakes and she hits
What shouldn’t it be decisive?
And he has in his engagements that blow
Every day you see grace and misery
honors, And he likes it and is good
And effective to the hearts of His Excellency
And the hearts of hopes are from him, Habib
And if he opposes the death, he will fulfill it
And their sons are afflicted by a misfortune
And I made you the haughty of them with arrogance
For the stars, spears are obligatory
He made the pretext of harming him
Male delicate and sold spacious
So it appeared to me to you, O Ibn Al-Mu’alla
Melancholy
In a country that sees the generous Aquila
Then to barrenness, and time is fertile
Doubt this time has a bite
And the life of time about him poles
We have complained to you about his complaint
General Mahl to the clouds infertile
And we are satisfied with the judgment of your help in it
it is right, and you are right