A spectrum of highness that keeps coming to me – the poet Al-Buhtari
A spectrum of sublimeness comes to me,
crave me, at a distance, and they hurt me
God’s salutations guide, and peace be upon
your visceral imagination, greet me
if you come close, your desertion drives me away;
and if you go away, A chapter from you brings me down
eternity ends, there is no connection, it tempts me
as long as you have, no despair, Vesselini
I am not surprised by your heart’s disobedience to me
intentionally, If my heart in you disobeys me
As for what is red with roses on the cheeks in the morning,
Ahwar in a da’j from the eyes of the eye
I love the serenity of friendship
About Me, And I loaned him to him who would not repay me
I give him, and he entrusts me,
by your love, I do not give to the Huns
What frightens me is he who does not know me
with people, People would rather fear me
If I hold a reprehensible people,
So let them speak a lot about my faults, and hybrid
And I was clear of all thought
augmented, an unguarded tongue
I am not annoyed by ignorance
Industry, I didn’t find the dream is enough for me
that I, And if I am terrified of ordinary,
I throw it at my enemy now and then
Loyalty to the people of friendship is saved
I have, And the brothers Mamoun was absent
Was Ibn Hamdoun returned to the vineyard?
I once entrusted him with Ibn Hamdun.
Brother, I thanked him, my dear brother,
she praised me, And we are ungrateful
The whistleblower circled after me, and changed it
cohabitation with all of them is bad for me
I raise him up in praise, and he lowers me,
slander and praised him gradually, and they spell me
And he rejoiced with evil annihilating me,
He used to build me up before with kindness
You invite the ignorant to insult and demean me,
Bad love for your praise you love me
Where is the love that you have given me,
Where is the serenity that you used to describe me?
If it is a sin, then you are the people of forgiveness. and that
I did not commit a sin, so why blame me?
Bani Zurara, and what He has done to you is according to
Without, What is the normal arithmetic?
Those foreigners grow you first
to their wolves, and Al-Aranin
The pride of the peritoneum is aroused, and so is yours.
before the parents of the schizophrenics
I promise you my rat, and make you
I have more right to protection than my honor and my religion