Poet
My brother, it is the day I lost my senses – the poet Al-Buhtari
My brother, it is the day I lost my senses, And I did not accept my comic in my departure,...
Tell the imagination if you want to come back – Poet Al-Buhturi
tell the imagination, If you want, come back, disengagement from discordant so you are in my soul, if you mean me And...
Your country has taken the place of my country – the poet Al-Buhtari
Your country has taken the place of mine, And I see your child has become without mine Even as if I...
Inform you Obeid Allah has a kingdom – the poet Al-Buhtari
Inform your servants of God possessions, And what is the house of the servants of God after? she sacrificed a turbulent,...
A brother of mine from Saad bin Nabhan as long as the poet Al-Buhtari
A brother of mine from Saad bin Nabhan as long as I've been bored, by virtue of its feasibility, happy demeanor...
Amusement is not far away in our days Al-Moudi – Al-Buhturi poet
God does not go away, In our days, Al-Moudi, Nor the exaggeration of passion in the wilderness The grandmother of black...
The distance from salt – the poet Al-Buhtari
It was far from salt The enemy of patience and perseverance I repent to you from among Except this and after If you...
We will bring you back and it was more delicious – Al-Buhtari poet
we come back, and was more delicious to us if you visit us, and do not return You are capable of...
Ahed Al-Mashouq by connecting Al-Anas Al-Khard – the poet Al-Buhtari
Ahed Al-Mashoq, the arrival of the scrap man The night star is almost involved in the distance I have not seen...
I echoed the Roman Issa from where I came – the poet Al-Buhtari
I echoed the Roman Jesus from whence I came It was the same as rum or was it more Enemy postponed...
