You have the easy and tolerant creations in us,
And the Nile is smooth for the seeker, and scattered
And the honors that sold their landmarks,
famous, As the stars of the night become clear
As for chastity, They landed
so that the world expands and expands
Sacrifice him who does not call him towards Ghadia
delusional, Nor is his chest for generosity unfolded
I will be released from the hand of you Sibi, Lost
he has a stirrup of the acacia
I see a dead man at his door
length of the amplitude, I can’t, and they did not succeed
We have stops in the yards of his opportunity,
Our dangers are humiliated and thrown
We cover him not we are longing for him to
Anas, Neither is he pleased with us, nor is he happy with us
If we ask for the grace of God Almighty,
We have been treating a lock that does not open
swear at me, There is no fear of strife
from satire, nor fragile, be praised
His scribe pleads with me to detract from me,
and there was no evil between us, reconcile
And how many people have suffered in my trade,
And they tried to profit in my shortcomings, What did they sacrifice?
You have the easy and tolerant creations in us – Poet Al-Buhtari
