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When the sand antelope or its eye – the poet Al-Buhtari
of the sand antelope or its eye
A heart longing heart grieved
abandonment
He loves what he said belittle it
And longing is spent on Shaden
different from the sea of Avaninah
color his manners, and the passion
It has a lot of coloring…
From the sum of Al-Ta’i while he is a camp – the poet Al-Buhtari
from a camp
with white blight or kufan
that the increase the day you threw my increase
It came back to me with the greatest deficiency
It would have been sheep if I had been convinced of his destiny.
to be healthy and to be saved
So now my…
A specter visits me in a dream – the poet Al-Buhtari
A ghost visits me in a dream,
to be freed from my affliction, amorous
Ghada Bit I blame her,
The pain of the lover is the length of the blame
stared at me, he infected me
I make the blink of her eye sick
a female, then she was mentioned…
I’m sorry for you if you don’t – Poet Al-Buhtari
I make excuses for you, if not
I complained about love, it burned me
no and your father, what did you miss,
And I did not commit libel in your love
I blame you and it is not fair
If I loved you, I would suffer
You have been deprived of my…
What a foolishness is the day of Al-Abayrak Umm Helm – the poet Al-Buhtari
i'm sorry, the day of al-Ablaq, mother dream
quarter standing, Or crying over a drawing?
And the gray-haired man cannot be seen
apparel for straying, no mark
My accident days tell me that I'm
I left the pleasure, at my feet
I was…
Stop the blame or do the wrong – the poet Al-Buhtari
Stop blaming or blame yourself
What is the fault of my concern and my preoccupation?
If you had tasted what I tasted of heat between them
you would have been busy with me and about my shame
This is their home telling you that they
hands…
I saw you accomplish what you no longer have – Poet Al-Buhtari
I saw you accomplish what you no longer
Wafaa , and do what you don't say
ask my destiny, you gave me
as much as you weaken by half
So what did the lack of me hurt me?
if you were weakening me what i ask
And you made me safe from the…
I saw the flower of Riyadh rejoicing in its light – the poet Al-Buhtari
I saw Riyadh purifying its light
dressed up for the feast
The clouds are seen in the dark circles, and they have passed
and arranged in its papers pearls of dell
And the newborn eggs stared like dolls
in their perfidy
Incubators for…