The sweetest love poetry and spinning

Spinning is a way of expressing the intensity of love and infatuation that the lover has reached, and it is our kind of virginal spinning, and frank spinning, and poets in the old days used to flirt a lot, and here in my article I have collected for you the most beautiful and sweetest love and spinning poems.

The sweetest love poetry and spinning

• By God, I am parting with the poetry of spinning

But I saw you and I drowned in his sea

Full description and well done

As a king, my Lord, and singled you out for creation

From the kohl of your eyes, my eyes are takhl

And to correspond with me, it comes with sparkle in my eyes

The moon and watched you missed and fell

He is ashamed in your eye sockets

Your pictures, my Lord, Glory be to Him

The crown of the universe is decorated with you alone

The poems are all yours and sentences

You deserve poetry as long as you taste it

You get my hair while I'm out

All I offer your paths to me are narrowing

I watered Vinny's hair for drunkenness

And I became obsessed with my poems and Astirq

I wish Zayn in the age of ignorance

I wish my Lord did not make me your lover

Before I met you, I was not a fan of flirting

And I knew you, a fire broke out in my heart

• Evening love, love live and his world Tryak

I feel that you are here for my days, even if you don't flatter me

The flower smells its fragrance and keeps the heart with your memory

The glow of your memory in my heart, after your repulsion, warms me up

• They deceived her by saying that she is beautiful

And the seduced by praise

Do you see her forgetting my name for what?

Asmaa abounded in her love

If she sees me leaning away from me, it is as if she did not

There are things between me and her

Look, smile, peace

So talk, then an appointment, and a meeting

The day we were and don't ask how we were

We wander from passion as we want

And we have chastity watchful

Tired of holding on to whims

My dress attracted me sticks and said

You people, poets

So fear God in the hearts of virgins

The virgins have air in their hearts

• Samra, come back and remember our charter

Between the bushes and the eyes, we are crying

How did we part... What a virgin of passion

I have not forgotten your promise, nor will I forget you

Among the meadows on the brook she hung

My eyes are yours and your heart is full of you

Then we met in the beautiful by stealth

And I drank for a while from Salaf Lemak

Your eyes wondered after I was gone

You have forgotten my covenant, you repentant one

No, by the one who created hearts according to desire

I didn't forget and I didn't miss your fancy

But my heart, heart, and joy

You have prisoners, so honor your prisoners

I will remain in the sanctuary of your love as a hermit

afflicted and submissive to your justice

• Samra Raqi for the crying sick

And get along with a boy who is pleased with you

I have not slept since I saw you on the night of Eid

And your eyes watered it from the fountain of passion

We thought it was eternal and steadfast

You witness and draw for your mistake

Are you deceiving and breaking his promises?

And you torture her with your love

He is the one who stays awake at night

He takes care of the stars, so that he may meet you

On a busy feast day, meet him

So you hastened to loosen the veil with your hands

I respect him for his heart

And you analyze your visions for others

You quickly run away

So that he doesn't enjoy your eyes

• And you torture his heart in cruelty

Your mercy, ascetic of passion, your mercy

He wasn't satisfied to see you tortured

Among girls, you show your youth

And you offer his excuses after the intentions

And you say hello

Oh, the mercy of the tortured heart

Balmstajirmen air Hammak

His dreams are always to meet you secretly

At the Ghadir and his eyes take care of you

You satisfy him with a sign or a smile

Or a whisper on your lips

Don't let him destroy his dreams

And destroy his hopes with your dryness

And be kind to his heart and remember

A heart you started happy to see you

He had sworn to repent of passion

Until you captured his heart with your youth

• Maybe my soul couldn't meet you

My eyes could not see you, but my heart could not forget you.

If the eye did not see you, the heart will not forget you.

I love you so much…. Don't ask me what proof

Seen bullet ask the dead.

A person may sell something he has bought

But he does not sell a heart that has a whim.

Do not ask me about the dew, it will not be thinner than your voice

And do not ask me about my country, for I have established it in your hands

And do not ask me about my name, for I forgot it when I loved you.

I intended to carve your name on my heart

but I was afraid my heart beats disturb you.

That one day you gave up on your love and thought about suicide

I will not hang myself or shoot myself, nor will I throw myself off a skyscraper

Clouds because I know in short that your eyes are the fastest way to commit suicide.

I have no confidence except your eyes, for your eyes are a land that does not betray

Let me look at them, let me know who I am.

Why why our long road full of thorns

Why do you have a flock of wires in your hands?

Why when I am here you will be there.

If I had two hearts, I would live with one and keep one heart in me

Your passion is tormented.

I love you try to help me

The one who started the tragedy will end it

And whoever opens the doors closes them

And whoever ignites the fire extinguishes it.

• You are the taste, you are the good, and you are the adornment in its colors

I came to you carrying a red rose, whose fragrance is well-balanced

And I just knew who goes with shyness tricks

Except Glory be to the Creator, his affair is between Kaf and Nun

He endowed you with goodness and taste, and you became the first of his pillars

Halsma planets at night to me Tzharri pleased

And if you walk in a valley, the humiliation of its treachery stops

• You kept me up, dear, while people were hungry

Sleeping on me is clear, Zain Al-Ataba

Your concern is high, and your repulsion is widespread

You didn't tell me what without your covenant is lost

From all the mullahs, my eyes must be considerate of you

O full of sweetness, there is no need for jinn

Go back and see you and him between the ribs

If you come to me, Hala, I am greedy

• Believe me, my life, I only wished for you

And that my age in my life has not reached the love of anyone else

Believe me, if I could own you for life

The life of my heart on the day of your love is what it intended on the day of your abandonment

Believe me, the weight of the world is a palm, and you, my life, are a palm

Your palm is predominant, my life, and the world is licensed for your sake

Believe me, you are my concern, you are my life, you are my soul

My heart hurts and your heart is nothing but your satisfaction

Believe me, no matter how much I describe to you my love and admiration

What communicates the meaning of your love, because my soul is in your visions

• An orphan, my joy, and God is an orphan, they envy me for the joy of an orphan

Gathered by the desperation of all creation in me, my tremors did not make me a great shock

My beloved, by God, I am in love with you, and a soul that has no ill-gotten covenant

My love, everything in me is his queen, and the fire of love in my heart is tyrannical

If my soul has sins in your love, welcome to its sins if it is unjust

And if loving you is a crime I committed, then I am proud of the greatest crime

• No, after all, my life is equal to you

Cut my veins and pulse a second love

Three Finnies are all connected to you

I adore you.. I love you.. and passion has become my address

And if you don't know, I say and flatter you

Your love possessed me in my conscience and conscience

• If I see you anyway.. just like everyone else

The circumstance of meeting does not change me

I picture your separation as disappearing.. and my eyes do not see your eyes

I find someone else who makes me happy

Not even by drawing imagination.. You tempt me with your adornment

You see my fear that kept me away

I am afraid of what is being said.. and you believe your mimicry

And make more mistakes and oppress me

No, and losing the time of connection.. about my destination, where are you?

The longing of love for you will drive me

You see your love from the heart is gone.. and erase my memory with your hands

I'm so sorry you can't

You are wrong, you are negligent, you have wasted your boilers

Patience from sorrow and let me

You have room in someone else's love.. ahead of you are your years

Strange I imagine

• And who created the darkness of the nights in the sleeping eyes

I am deprived of wondering and deprived of an answer

On the day of farewell, imagine my financial lover and bid him farewell

I am deprived and my imagination is deprived even of torment

• Oh lovers of God tell

If a boy fell in love, how is it made?

Idari whim and then keep his secret

He is patient in all matters and submits

How to manage and fancy the killer of the boy

And every day his heart breaks

• I love you and ask about the moon, you do not know how much my heart has been up for you

I have never loved like you, neither female nor male. I will still love you and run towards you in the corridor

I always imagined you beside me since I was a child, and I wish we would meet and meet while traveling

Here, my love, take the rose of blossom, and it will remain a memory for eternity

We will meet one day at the river bank and it will be a beautiful day close to magic

I truly loved and adore you, Samar, and there is no point in my love for you

Will you accept me as your lover, Fener? Or do you reject me and throw me to sea sharks?

• Peace be upon you, eyelash

I am not thirsty.. There is no doubt that I am a thirsty soul.. I am not sick, even if it appears that I am sick

I wish my Lord had not created love and separation, and only created love without separation

You are the torment, and how can I torment you with you.. You who hurt the heart.. Your wound is therapeutic

Sometimes everyone blames a dear person.. and love remains above all wounds

I enjoy my eyes.. I see your eyes.. I am afraid of a day when I will not meet you

By God, there is no other than you in my heart who is equal to you..more precious than the world..on the cheek as long as it touches you

Except the eyes I can't give you stingy.. What is the use of my world without seeing you