Al-Buhturi
My hand saved you from reproach and language – Al-Buhtari poet
My hand freed you from reproach, and my tongue, And say in the judgment of the Almighty and effectively Yazid and...
I cut off Abu Laila and what I was before – the poet Al-Buhtari
Aba Laila cut off, And what did you say? lump or dull sympathy I miss peace when you multiply people They consider...
I bore you to lend me a light of foolishness – the poet Al-Buhtari
you slandered me a lighthearted foolishness Lymphatic leukonychia wycome, The whiter of the morning looks better in the eye from the darkness...
Your tongue is sweeter than a bee reaping a date – Al-Buhtari poet
Your tongue is sweeter than the promise of a bee And your sufficiency is narrower than a lock The wish that...
In every way, women are killed – the poet al-Buhtari
By all means, women are killed There is no way to kill women And in every home for lovers there is...
Do you not see the mangled model Dania – the poet Al-Buhtari?
Do you not see the merciless casualty approaching him? have smashed the ground, and dissolution of his isolation The wind shoves...
Your singing bequeaths you to humiliation – Al-Buhtari poet
Your singing begot you fornication cursed and expelled from the courtyards and losing you is better than redeeming and insulting you takes...
O son of the one who is born free – the poet Al-Buhtari
O son of one who celebrates birthdays freely From Banu Jafar to Ibn Abi I am near you a friend he was...
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...
He let go of his arms and bow to me – the poet al-Buhtari
let go of his arms and bow to me plucking his beard the people praise him and slander them What thanked the...
