does not left, in those drawings with strife,
Either you asked, zigzag zigzag
ruins
and scattered scattered open cheering
intoxicate, Like the methods of slander have become
Their shining from the methodical robe
They weaken our remembrance of the age of youth
or to rub a babble that is not irritated
and may the Lord live, he smiled laughing
out of time, tanned
by the one who advocates separation, a trip
prevented the courtship of the stray deer
they lifted up the howlings and covered up, What do you see?
Except for the shining of a planet in Hodgah
ostrich eggs, shake it
ostrich
To make the honeysuckle farther,
frightened run to her, or jerky
and to Sarat Bani Humayd, that they
They became the stars of Mazhadh’s daughter
war lions, The enemy is a response to them,
and builders of glory, The envious are angry
They do not consider their graves to be in a place of exile,
even if it is crossed
they struck their domes with the scoop of praise,
So it dawned upon them while it was the path of the path.
they prevailed, And their master was the late Muhammed.
through the rambling, blaze
Get up early and enter my seekers of glory, and huh
Al-Gadi is related to Shao Al-Madlij
to the highest rank, occupied it
previously, The sun is on top of the zodiac
we brought him, for there is no dust in its yards,
wears out, Nor does the door of giving come with hesitation
and the house, were it not that there is a virtue in it,
thanks to them rises the houses, did not perform Hajj
A hero who rides horses while they are fluids
behind the teeth, and he is undressed
And if you are loved in the Blacks,
Hatem gave you a pill in the bush
made of the goodness of every creature,
mercury in its mixed character
By God, whichever hand is for you, he who slanders
The glorious lap of its recipient is sluggish
The parting is coming, for we will travel tomorrow,
By abandoning the claim of nomadism, we produce
And the path to the Gulf is soft
Were it not for the son of Yusuf, we would not be active and we would go out
preoccupied with us by generations,
hurry up, It costs us to stab the leech
Help the enemy invade with a folded one
his guts, folded inscribed book
or bright blond, cross the wolves
from it like a blazing planet
a leaky thing
in blood, so what you receive is undisturbed
or pure blackness, as if
subquantum phenotype of bering
atrophy, whip rattles, from his impurities,
The raging of the jungk from the fire of arrogance
his trampling positions eased, if it is
non-irritating treatment
or a grizzly yelling, shines behind him
squishy body
hide hollows, And if they reach his gums,
In white shining like a dungeon
fulfilled a black custom, a stranger,
in what follows, and hoof virus
or blindfolded, if it seemed,
of every color like a pattern
gleeful, Horses will envy him if he walks
a neck in the best suit that was not woven
I throw canna thorns with it, and take it back
Like hearing affected by bramble thorns
I kiss, a nipple, for the sake of severing it,
pottery day, and split it for slander
to break, misses his father, and pretend
neurotic crooked
Paralogous
in drowsiness, and Khawla in the Khazraj
there is no dew to describe the ashes, I did not find
Immediately get better from the sourdough
And the width of the top of the board if it were attic
the mercury that has not been shaken
his lists frayed, closely built,
waves of lamentation with them graded
And because you are farther in grace, care,
from being saddled with a mower or a saddlebag
I will not forget your fringed time,
And the shadows of a living you had obscured
in the grace I settled in, and resided in
her vibes, As if I am in Manbij