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A visitor visited me to ask about Ha – the poet Al-Buhtari
A visitor visited me to inquire about someone's life
Mine, As a friend asks a friend
how am I, Ibn Jubayr became
Mine, without brothers, close neighbor
smells good at me, so what?
let me rest, or wake up
I have lunch, and the sun has not…
May God surround you, Abu Ishaq – the poet al-Buhturi
May God surround you, O Abu Ishaq
And all the hated shields you
We rocked you with rhymes and in them
Stairs to Al-Ula and Maraq
The dissolved praise perishes, and what is contracted
eternity
What did Abu Jafar say about the shortness of…
Here is a message from the Commander of the Faithful – the poet Al-Buhtari
to you, prince of believers, message
From the west it settles to the east
I seek refuge in you from God that you see
In front of me is the wing of the Muslims for the immoral
the two parchment mail was lent loose,
palms up, loosening the…
As for the one who gave you grace and simplicity – the poet Al-Buhtari
But he who has given you grace and abundance,
over every living, and put you on the cusp
You have slandered us with justice and giving favors,
You promised us patience and kindness
And we see the name of the Prophet Muhammad,
and you…
O son of the mastermind, O Abu Ishaq – the poet Al-Buhtari
O son of the mastermind, O Abu Ishaq,
Provide relief to you and expel wealth
Live for chivalry, bullying, loftyness,
and etiquette, and morals
but our omnipotent ears, it
It is narrated with the smooth water of your words
And when…
In the presence of parting when you meet – Poet Al-Buhtari
In the presence of parting when I meet you
combustion beyond all combustion
And that is what you came to say
From where do you hope to meet
I wish I had seen your face up close
I come to you with longing
How many friends have you known as a friend – the poet Al-Buhtari
How many friends have you known as a friend?
I became better than the old friend
And a friend I accompanied on the way
He became the best companion after the road
Ghaith Al-Samaa started its sparkle – the poet Al-Buhtari
ghaith sky started his flash
The full moon of the sky is not on his horizon
If you say about his creation, then you do not
You say only the beautiful in his character
His neighbors shove their pockets
Whoever bears it will put it on his…