A quarter empty of a full moon – the poet Al-Buhtari

A quarter of his full moon is rich
And the like-minded oryx looked after him
an ugly substitute for the beauties of an image
God has linked hearts to their eyes
Our eyes were meant, so he threw the passion
time has changed its strength
and perhaps I raised her kindness
terminal, And I gave the heart its way
What was the covenant of her prayer when she came?
Except as a dream that flew sweet and hated
For forgetting the return of his affection
and his connection, cherish his memory
shunned welcome chicks, trimmed
canine canine, iron from his ears
caesarean section, contracture not depressed
from the cat, And he was not betrayed
clear dermis, as if his face
Falaq Al-Sabah gave birth to Djah
it runs when the horses run on the attic
So he takes the first of her running, then the last of her
He will bring you closer to the king of Samida’
He brings you to the utmost of his pleasure
If it was said who has the grace and the dew
pottery day, It was said that the Shah
the Shah, the undefended Shah of glory
He got all the honors with his cold
What is the sea smashing in the winds it supplies
a sea overflowing with its septa
one day I will let go of the beds of his palm
in both cases what his hands contained
both , Nor rejoiced the weight of rain
live al-awra except for some of his
And when Usamah was protecting his guinea pigs
And his flock with his young lions
more severe than him in the stumbles ahead
death is raging
O benefactor of glory
he laid the foundations of his turf he laid
his proud hump, and the sun of his crown
and his system, and Qutb’s soul was
there was no freedom left that was not called grace
I made it clear to her on the day of pottery its sweetness
Except for your guardian, so worship him with arrogance.
because of his way, we have not destroyed him
or a nostril-bumper, swimming
He will be cheered by him on the day of meeting his enemy
to you the most glorious, and his plateau
and its branches, and we find him, and raised him
you still have a refuge for the free
the most generous of you