The best words, good morning

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Morning is the beginning and hope for a new bright day. Morning is that smile that appears on the faces of family, loved ones and friends when the sun rises again. Morning is a story that contains a lot. We have brought you a bouquet of... The best words, good morning.

The best words, good morning

• Good morning to you. I long for a morning that makes me a child in your hands, a morning that flies with my dreams like birds.
• Good morning. Firstly, secondly, whenever you miss me and the distance does not allow you to hug me, open your hands, for in your hands my destiny is drawn.
• Good morning. It has become necessary for you to know that the longing that burns my heart, and increases with every second that you are away from me.
• Good morning to you, open the windows of hope to welcome a bright new day.
• O Lord, this morning, have mercy on the one whom I miss and for whom my heart yearns. Oh God, forgive him as much as I miss and need him, and unite me with him in Paradise.
• Good morning to all science students who wake up early to learn everything useful.

Poetic verses about the morning

A poem: I am drunk with love in the morning

The poem “I am drunk with love in the morning” by the poet Ibn Shaykhan Al-Salmi. He is an Omani poet who was born in 1866 AD in the village of Al-Huqain, one of the villages of the Sultanate of Oman. He received his education from the sheikhs, and after that he worked in teaching religious sciences. He has a published collection of poetry entitled “The Diwan of Ibn Shaykhan Al-Salmi”. He died in 1928 AD.

I am drunk with love in the morning.”

“There is no delusion if my tears become clear and clear.”

Concealing one’s desires is bitter to those who love them.”

“The lover’s pleasure is in exposure.”

And my heart has no breeze of youth.”

“When we found nothing but relief

The fire of the atmosphere was kindled in the womb.”

“And the morning breeze added fuel to it.”

By God, O Nesma, we will find out when.”

“Your promise to the residents of Al-Batah

“An anthem that is my heart with it.”

“He was lost in those areas and fell

Oh, how sweet an eternity passed by then.”

“His case was between a cup and a break.”

Who can cool the soul and humiliate me?

“My soul is barren to rejoice.”

How can I want a response when he is

“The frame of the heart returned to the navigator

Oh, did our loved ones know that I am?

“After them, I became broken-winged

“If they had been forced, I would not have left my mind.”

“With a look from them, is there any harm?”

And soon he found guidance in his humiliation.”

“The sparkle of my tears shone brightly.”

I didn't know if I was drowned.”

“My tears flowed down his muscles and then flowed.”

He humiliates me in love with her face.”

“Ground the night with the morning light

It is as if he is being humiliated in his quality.”

“Mubarak Al-Talaa bin Al-Sabah

He allowed me to spend money until I refused.”

“The disdainful person should listen to what he has permitted.”

A sheikh who rises to the sky of glory.”

But he elevated that sky with forgiveness

He built the tents of glory, beaten.”

“With blue blood and white shells

Hadiths are narrated by him about Atta.”

“On the authority of Malik, on the authority of Nafi’, on the authority of Rabah

He is still passionate about two things:

“His dispersal of money and collection of weapons

He separates the elite at the time of dew.”

“The thorn is gathered during the time of struggle

It is as if it were decreed in his palm.”

“The provision of land and available pigeons

In his clear face there is a sign of wealth.”

“And goodness is recognized in faces in the morning.”

“It was as if his clay had been fashioned.”

“From the essence of virtue and the righteousness of righteousness

He completed the good deed when he started it.”

“The verb is based on the opening

Good morning poem

The poem “Good Morning” by the poet Muhammad Jabr Al-Harbi. He is a contemporary Saudi poet who was born in the city of Taif in 1956 AD. He worked in supervising a large number of literary supplements in a number of newspapers in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, and he has collections of poetry, including: A collection of poems, Between Silence and Madness, A collection of poems by Khadija, And a collection of what the war did not say.

bitter time..

A long time ago

And you did not come

Nor did I..

As the highest elevation of my soul

Uncontrollable stuttering

Uncontrollable singing

as you wish

Nor did you say

I am the orphan child, the creative magician, as you said

Good morning.. Oh, good morning.

Good morning, good morning, make me cry

And he cheers me up

Without Arabs, and without return

He gives me space, and the fig red

My shadows, my world without me

I rise to him

And describe it as the poor mouse describes perfume

And I write embracing my loyal palms

Good morning, pink

Oh come back

If the wings are raptured, come back to me

And shone like Sanaa

luscious and hidden

pink

grey

With it, the free clouds forge warm sorrows.

It is the first background

Oh my God, and the quarrel must be careful

with friends..

Trees are present and forgotten.

And your love

The revelation of two birds that swayed over their branch with their branch

A tenderness that has no first

The dew of your eyes and the world is north

Southern

They are two rivers mixing and the world is winter

Mohjah Al-Hiran burns.. rages

It is strange how the night prepares for the winter world.

I fear for you

And from me, you morning madness

Oh, a dawn of children and chaos

Crazy you are northern mayhem

Southern.

You don't know..

bitter question

A bitter question and the hills are dying

- Lightning?!

he shouted around me

The other, the exiled, answered

It will rain if you cross the limits

And the massed military did not shoot it with intention.

Peace be upon you

And in the morning, peace return.

Cities from the banks of Jud.

The features of what the West sought to the East.

Arab Land is my countries

And my homeland is bitter stubbornness..

My homeland is the brown mountains

And the heavenly books.

You God who in my eyes is my sun

And my highness

And if I come close

My goals

Beauty from the movement of light.

And water from the nectar of the petrel.

And his money became first..

As your morning, good morning, mom

And my daughter

Oh my primitive first words.

Thoughts about the morning

First thought:

The morning is the symbol of change, and whoever does not contemplate it will not be able to understand its secrets. The scene of beauty is complete by observing the sky embracing the sun after the night has passed, just as it is complete by hearing the birds chirping, sipping a cup of coffee to the sound of music, inhaling the scent of roses, and giving the morning the opportunity to speak its word. In particular, beautiful mornings often make up the entire day. Whoever starts his morning in a spirit of joy will end his day in the same spirit. Because all positivity resides in the corners of the morning sun, especially when it reflects its golden rays on the dew drops asleep on the rose leaves, creating an amazing symphony of the most beautiful and wonderful morning melodies, as if the morning is a person who wipes his hands over the tiredness of the heart and it disappears, and spreads his spirit on the mind so that the mind calms down and relaxes.

Second thought:

In the morning, the sun rises timidly to spread its golden rays in public, announcing the beginning of a new day full of hope and optimism. The morning is a daily story that begins on a date with the sun, which illuminates the earth and drives away sleep and drowsiness, as if it were awakening the trees, roses, and butterflies to begin their long day. The morning is a beautiful story of love. And an announcement of beginnings, and whoever misses watching the morning has missed a lot of activity, passion, and livelihood. There is nothing more beautiful than the sunshine of the morning, which brings calm to the soul and keeps it away from despair, as if the morning washes away the worries of yesterday from the heart, and replaces them with a lot of optimism.

Messages about the morning

First message:

Who wants to have a beautiful morning...

All he has to do is decide to start his morning very early.

And extend his arms to the sun.

And open his heart to life.

He contemplates her beauty in the morning..

Second message:

Who waits patiently for his morning...

He must find it strong.

On the contrary, whoever stays up for a long time...

He will miss his morning and he will miss a lot of beauty.

Third message:

Good morning, I missed you..

And every morning he brought me together with you..

I miss your smile when I see you..

And the breezes of joy that envelope my day seeing you..