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Now I know that the resurrection is right – Al-Buhtari poet
Now I know that the resurrection is true
And that God does what He wills
I saw al-Khathami say no to me
Narrows its width country space
Sama went up, and every Sam was shortened
For his prestige and the air suffocated him
It is the…
I refuse your highness and your highness – Al-Buhtari poet
Your highness and loftiness refuses,
Except for the one in which your sunnah
I have lost hope
to, The day before you died
O son of the master, and the dew
and the calamity with which your heavens glorify
exalted hope, God bless you
We have…
Eternity’s injustice is in you and it has wronged you – Poet Al-Buhtari
Eternity has oppressed you, and has done evil,
farewell, bani hamid, Condolences
souls almost lost,
breasts that leave the barha
The sword has become your disease, and he is the father
The one who is still conscious of the medicine
and the…
The raven claimed the news – the poet Al-Buhtari
The raven said the tidings of the news,
that the loved ones gave permission
blister with hail of tears, bosom and hollow,
Wings covered by the Ramdha
do not command me consolation, you may see
mixture effect, not while consolation
Parting…
O brother of Al-Azd, you have not preserved brotherhood – the poet Al-Buhturi
O brother of Azad, what have you preserved brotherhood?
no love, And do not take care of fulfillment
Why does the longing leave the groaning,
In a passion that leaves tears as blood
don't blame me for crying, I will
shriveled up What did…
The talents of Hatik or Anwa – the poet Al-Buhtari
Are these talents you or Anwa'a?
precipitation, take that or give
if so, or some of that,
generosity technician, Generosity is not felt
Not the one whose midst was the Tamim
slanderous, No, but your greasy chest
A king deceived the family…
The lover’s spectrum is pain from his enemy – the poet Al-Buhtari
The spectrum of the beloved is pain from his hostility,
and far from his land, and his sky
tormented the calf, and hurriedly directed
out of his grief, to his doses
brings peace, And in the guidance of his imagination
after him, wonder, And…
O Ali, rather, O Abu Al-Hasan Alma – the poet Al-Buhturi
O Ali, Rather, O Aba al-Hasan al-Maa
You have a kind of kindness
Fear God, you are a poet of Qais.
Don't be a stigma on poets
Your brothers residing in the mother
I will come to prostitute, not to sing
you are blind, For adulterers here…