If you revolt against the slander, it is only
By refinement he will save the delicate swordsman
It was an eclipse for an hour, then it faded
And the full moon before its fullness does not eclipse
make your body blazing
stabbed her to heal her embarrassment
It was as if you had swallowed a wormwood
for hair, Or for the dream the Ahnaf rose
If you criticize complaining, it is – Al-Buhturi poet
