Osba Al-Aseel, Burqa is a vocalist,
Complain about your difference with the eternal bubbling
don’t bother with her licks, the passion
laying on those slanderous ordinances
habitats like the stars, if afafat
For which star in the sababa shall we be guided?
And the house knows that my tears did not shed;
I will go carrying a manna from Musaad
She marveled at Asai, and sent
Fortunately in seeking homeless tears
I had no skin, it bleeds, but
and owe, the dawn of the presumptuous, glaciation
And she threw the blackness of the heart when she approached me
hurry, I shut him up with a fishing tip
What is the best thing for me to do?
ugliness question, Receiver means
The prince honored the son of the prince, and he became the
praised to him, And he is healthy and rejuvenated
the enemy threw, so he did not shorten his arrow
Until you succumb to a purposeful throw
shook in the dew, you were puzzled
The movements of the paranoid twig
nodule brigades, she remained glazed
his enemies, as if it had not been held
dipped in victory, find by hand
full of nails, go and have lunch
Spread the benefits far and near,
Until we imagined him with a broken hand
He bestows on rejoicing anger, and contentment,
and to cheer, and frown
Like the rain watering those who were mistreated with white
out of his clouds, and in red, and in black
shortens the perfect night, if he brushes
On horseback, the enemy’s farthest side
do not touch the eyelids, if the ball
Five for the eyes of roses
What harms the people of the gap is the slowing down of life
about them, Among them is Yusuf bin Muhammad
they entertain him, And he will be rich,
and fail to ask, primitive
if it happened, the hour of his opinion
as eternity, Age old or not renewed
please forgive me, Cave in the valley of dew
for them, Find in the upholstered high
And he raised his sword to protect
both sides of each supportive speech
So it is enough for them to perpetuate the monotheism that they strive
to repair, the polytheism of the atheist
Or did you not hear of his famous day in
Punch them if you did not testify
The day of the zombie apocalypse
their ages, and you missed an appointment
They defamed Islam as a straight line,
Had it not been for its anophthalmitis, it would not have been sheathed.
and they were kindled, he asked them
From his might, the torrent of frothing clouds
red swordsman, As if you hit them
The hands of the Qayyun are sheets of arrogance
as if they were walking, And they carried the gazelle,
under a glazed roof
you tore themselves apart with one heart,
his vertebrae were gathered, single sword
you have not crawled them, but a campaign
came as a blow to a rebel who was not found
In young men they asked for your dust, it’s a
generosity raised from the path of righteousness
Like a spear it has ten vertebrae,
subdued behind the stalked tooth
extinguished their embers, And she was the age
and the depth is some of its kindling fire
and the fire, If you were left with what you made
behind and in front of her, you did not subside
I sat by you, albeit with another tone
change me, I will go to them when I have not sat down
What was your heart in the blackness of my wings,
then I will be, And my tongue is not in my hand
I am the brave one, My position seemed to you
with a staghorn, and the mushrifiah is my witness
and you saw me, I saw an amazing sight,
The Lord of Poems in Al-Qana Al-Muqasasin
Your inferior folds have done badly
last night, And better tomorrow
So surrender your generous offer
accident management, and the occult time
You have built glory, even if it were built
Stop with a second glory, you were not praised.
and you made your actions deficient in what you said
the life of the enemy, the age of the promise
And the bowels of the enemy filled with dust,
turn away from you who is not envious
Asba Al-Aseel that Barqa is a vocalist – the poet Al-Buhtari
