I do not see on the agate a drawing that answers
I inhabited the verse of boyhood and the south
standing asking home, and humiliated
In home question or reprimand
And for the beloved’s age, if we approach
From it if you can soon
knocked down, from where yesterday
In a country where I’ve been, amazing
alien intention, and longing resident
And leave in his veiled veil
Bit of the perfect night, I stay up late
For the spectrum of imagination and it is a lie
and show us access, for dialect
We have a battered marquee
Rabni’s brother, and I beat him.
Which of your brothers does not doubt?
And I saw a friend circumcised in friendship,
As two sisters in the beloved serenity
May God protect Jafar wherever he is
From a friend who is familiar or fir
What do I care if I take a rope?
From what I agreed on the engagements
Arihi praises Naila Al-Bish
If we do not mourn the poles
In a place from Persia, the is infected
all in it, It does not feel strange
Doha
d, Under it, peoples meet
noble, He did not give birth to bitter
Naguib unless Najeeb begot him
I gave them to their families
Generosity dazzles the stars and kindness
Glory still screaming from them
Kesroui to the excellency shoot
Where I met them and then Janab
A path surrounded by a spacious courtyard
And if you miss them, I will forgive you
d, And I nurture his stricken bulge
my father you, Don’t ask me anyway
Into the intruder ones pocket
I am in Sham, my homeland, but I am
After the era of Iraq, it is strange
Prophecies from the friend terrify
n Janabi as it terrifies the old man
And diligence from the enemy and my time
Wanted or Wanted
I do not visit the Levant except for a sergeant
Me on vinegar or on a sergeant
my shield rusts, and pesta
Ni and Rahi Dhul Maya Al Yaoub
Where the merciful is not chosen from strength
M Lance, The writer is not wanted
We have had news about you and from whom
Bj while the shop in it is ugly
I came and the clouds are nourishing
So I showed the clouds how to shoot
And wandered the side of the night in a secret
K, And the night is so dark
It is the limit in meeting you and the heat
I am far from her when you are near
And stubbornness from the accident of eternity to die
I hit my land in a camp and went away
With a longing for you, you burn in the heart
B Sequelae of broadcast and scars
And I wish to see you and to give
You then are from my beloved country
I think I will have luck in you
from near to life, and share
It is an era of praiseworthy nights
Come on and Nael is talented
O Ibn Abd al-Ghaffar, you have walked a path
Hearts desire to see him
If we have a temple or save a father
Come to you or answer the answer
Or took place in which included succeeded
It is my belief in you that does not disappoint
I do not see on the agate a drawing that answers – the poet Al-Buhtari
