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For God, what do you do?
For God, what do you do?
chrysanthemums
the drinking staggered and their throats slashed
the sun travels among them
do not rest to the wretched practice
And do not sleep on the strings,
There is a void of solace to occupy it
About Me, And…
Look at the heights, how they are united – Al-Buhtari poet
Look at the aliyah, how you are united,
And how are the funerals of accounts held?
The saddles of Abu Saeed and aggravated
his swordsmen, without the enemy, schadenfreude
tidings of the stirrups, did not let
to ride a wandering face, and…
In any case, the conscience declared its silence – the poet Al-Buhtari
In any case, the silencer was revealed,
shorter, for the sake of babbling, fit
The clouds of generosity rose up to his glory,
And the clouds of tears bled his cheeks,
I see our opponent, Wahb, has become a ruler
We, So we do not know whom…
Amalti Salma in Kazma Aslama – the poet Al-Buhtari
O
And you learned that the air did not attack you
do you narrate, of loved ones, at rest,
or happy, on the forehead, I fell in love
I weep in tears, Even if I
destiny
Where is the deer that borrowed from the camel?
guaranty, And from the…
O brother of Al-Harith bin Kaab bin Amr – the poet Al-Buhtari
O brother of Al-Harith bin Kaab bin Amr!
Do you fast for months or days?
This blessed month is long, until
We were afraid that it would be necessary
They called him a good mother's ring
And if they had done justice, it would have been a…
It is better to be engaged to be great – Poet Al-Buhtari
The engagements should be great
Foolish saying: don't you be gentle
You have made me feel better,
And you praised the patience of the ignorant
And it is said that you are afflicted with grief,
He found the plains of love strong
Satisfied…
Tears to be poured is a necessary blow – the poet Al-Buhtari
Tears on which to pour a necessary blow,
renewed from the age of obsolete passion
We stood up and greeted, to your family,
Landmarks
We mentioned the virginal passion in it, and you forgot,
He consoled her the longings of the wandering…
You have the whims of the soul, the deepest soul and its soul – the poet Al-Buhtari
You have the desire of the submissive soul and its subjugation,
And in you is the wish, even if it were a connection that reached it
You have been too much trolling with passion,
And if she said it would harm her little
I received…