I was violent on the day of departure – the poet Al-Buhtari

you were abusive, day of departure,
My tears have fallen into neglect
Eve not parting fulfilled my intention
to me, Nor the meeting healed my dear
came to farewell, far away,
The approach of the sun deviates from the original
and repelled, not reach her intentionally,
Nor is it an imaginative aid
blasphemy, I love,
And some blame tempts Hebron
slapped these araks, and you made me
omens of a night of blinding lightning
and reminded you, And the memory is a hardship,
his youth in you, Evidence of form
the land breeze in the north wind,
and aiming the muzn in a comprehensive way
Excuse me
On, Is there no excuse?
years criminalized, There is no way
to you, And you are the clearest
And you tried to take the mounts
to live, on milkshake, Solution
And if I owned my will to you,
I connected the text with al-Dhamil
It is better for the skilled than a desert
broad her nuts, a long saddle
Zakat Al-Fath is one of the endeavors,
A study of the referring vineyard has been clarified
by the horns, if promoted
the lofty peaks, miss the fair
inauguration, If you belong to Quraysh,
raised the house from it, and the tribe
And by virtue of the successors, he is attributed
To the virtue of the Caliphs with the Messenger
good seller, raises his shoulders
shield has left him, and the paralyzed
And in his repertoire reigns his call,
As the mighty judged the afflicted
A brother in honor is counted,
He has the preference of the brother over the family
creatures like goath, overflowing
talents, like torrential streams
a face, the water of insanity in it,
on the crest, and acyl cheek
He shows you the brilliance of what is known in him
The sun’s rays in the polished sword
And when he rose, you became sublime
trapped in grave danger
streams of copious tears
and ignited from the air as an intruder
Have you not seen how the deputies are called?
To the people of the supererogatory, curiosity
And how do you want this hoped-for grace,
And you tread the owner of the meager fate
And the events of the nights never cease
tending to sluggishness
If accidents obey me,
And the Eternity Sulley gave me
the horse’s breath, from the wish
and its admonitions, the breath of the miser
May God stop you from being afraid, covered
under the shadow of his grace
So I did not see the likeness of your malady aggravated
With the announcement of babbling and wailing
and how it started, and commended the overnight stay
Grudgingly, and dried up from my mouth
And the truth was the most severe complaint
lunch, of sick cachexia
beware of the hoped for grace,
And in sympathy for the ethyl glory
And knowing that they will return by sea
with your goodness, alternative does not exist
And if it was they who were terrified and afraid
If the feast has gone from the manifold
So, tolerance has become without an ally
for him, And the clouds ran without a messenger
God’s defense of you is better than us
Hearts so stray minds
And God made in you, He removed us
This glorious event
and kept you secretly in your safe absence,
and the manifestation of your good and beautiful behavior
and not enough great speeches,
And what a great affliction you have given him
You rejoiced as the goblet,
The sergeant received it from the generation
to the Muslims, in every hole,
The integrity of your original opinion
be well, which they had
longevity win position
God’s hands
Sunnah of the clearest ones and the hojul
recovering in the womb, and you’re staying
never have, and preach a little