Nizar Qabbani's poetry

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Words that are beyond description often come to people’s minds, so people use flirtatious expressions that bring hearts closer by mentioning the virtues and beauty of the beloved, and flirting with kindness woven into her moral goodness. Flirting is often used to express intense longing to meet loved ones, as flirting inspires self-confidence in the heart of the beloved and makes her close to the lover, and often It strengthens the connection between loved ones, and the poet Nizar Qabbani is considered one of the most famous flirtation poets, and in this article we will mention some of his flirtation poems.

I love you, I love you, and that is my expectation

During the seventies, the poet Nizar Qabbani published a number of collections of collections, including The Book of Love, One Hundred Love Letters, Savage Poems, Outlaw Poems, To Beirut the Female, and With My Love. Among Nizar Qabbani’s most beautiful poems in poetry is the following poem:

Do you have any doubt that you are the sweetest woman in the world?

The most important woman in the world

Do you have any doubt that when I found you

I own the keys to the world

Do you have any doubt that when I touched your hands

Change the configuration of the world

Do you have doubt that your entry into my heart

It is the greatest day in history

And the most beautiful news in the world

Do you have any doubt about who you are

You who occupies parts of time with her eyes

Oh woman, you break the sound barrier when you pass

I don't know what is happening to me

As if you are my first female

As if I loved before you

As if I had not made love, nor kissed, nor accepted

My birth is you and before you, I do not remember that I was

And my cover is you and before your tenderness I don't remember that I lived

Like I'm a queen

From your stomach like a bird I emerged

Do you have doubts that you are part of me?

And that from your eyes I stole the fire

And I made my most dangerous revolution

O rose, ruby ​​​​and basil

And the Sultana

and popular

And legitimacy among all queens

O fish swimming in the water of my life

O moon that rises every evening from the window of words

Oh the greatest conquest of all my conquests

Oh, the last country I was born in

And buried in it

And publish my writings

Oh surprised woman, my woman

I don't know how the waves threw me at your feet

I don't know how you walked to me

And how I walked to you

You who flock all the birds of the sea

To settle in your breasts

How lucky I was to find you

Hey woman getting into hair makeup

Warm you are like the sand of the sea

You are wonderful as a night of fate

From the day I knocked on the door, life began

How beautiful my hair has become

When you educate in your hands

How rich and powerful you have become

When God gave you to me

Do you have any doubt that you are a socket from my eyes?

Your hands are a light continuation of mine

do you have doubts

That your words come out of my lips

do you have doubts

I am in you and you are in me

O fire engulfing my being

O fruit filling my branches

Oh, a body that cuts like a sword

And it hits like a volcano

O breasts fragrant like fields of tobacco

And he gallops towards me like a horse

tell me

How will I save myself from the flood waves?

tell me

What do I do about you I'm addicted

Tell me what is the solution for my passions

I've reached the limits of delirium

Oh, Greek nose

And Spanish hair

O woman, do not repeat in thousands of times

A woman dancing barefoot with an arterial entrance

Where did you come from and how did you come about

and how you stormed my heart

Oh one of the blessings of God upon me

A cloud of love and tenderness

Oh, the most precious pearl in my hand

Oh how much God has given me

The first kiss

In 1939 AD, Nizar was on a school sea trip to Rome when he wrote his first poetic verses, flirting with waves and fish. After that, Nizar joined the Faculty of Law at the University of Damascus and graduated from it in 1945 AD. Then he joined the Syrian Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and in the same year he was appointed to the Syrian Embassy in Egypt. He has many poems, including this poem about his beloved. Nizar Qabbani says in this poem of his, flirting with his beloved, the following:

Two years have passed, my future

And her perfume is still running on my lips

As if her sweetness has not gone now

Its fragrance still fills my cell

If your hair was in the palm of a whirlwind

As if your hole Ahtabi and my hearth

Say, have I emptied Hell into my mouth?

It is fancy that you are my holocaust

When you cross our gaps with warmth

I glimpsed in her lips the spectrum of my tomb

Stories tell that gaps are a sin

red that you loved my disobedience

People claim that the gaps are her playground

So what has devoured my bone and my veins

oh ok your first kiss oozes out

Shaza my mountains and my forests and my valleys

And oh wine gap boy if

I reminded him, water flooded my throat

What on my lower lip left and did

I printed it in my inflamed mouth or my lungs

I have nothing left of you but a thread of smell

He invites you to go back to the den, madam

You may be

Our poet Nizar Qabbani, that Damascene poet and diplomat, is considered his grandfather to be the pioneer of Arab theatre. Damascus and Beirut had a special place in his poetry, perhaps the most prominent of which is the Damascene poem, O Lady of the World, O Beirut. The 1967 war, under the so-called War of Setback, brought about a noticeable change in his poetic career, as it took him away from love poetry. And women because he falls within the scope of political poetry, but he has many poems in love with his beloved, including this poem in which he flirts with his beloved, saying to her:

You may be

One of the most beautiful women

warm

Like coals in winter stoves

brutality

Like a cat meowing in the open

Forbidden command

Like God in heaven

You may be

African brunette eyes

stubborn

Like a free mare

violent

Like fire, like an earthquake, like madness

You may be

Absolutely beautiful

Whipping nerves of the imagination

And you master the fun in the destinies of men

You may lie in front of me

naked

Like a sword in the dark

Melissa as an ostrich feather

Your bosom is a white pony

Being

without saddle or bridle

May you stay here

years and some years

Your destructive beauty does not interest me

as if

There is no woman in front of me

You may be

Sultana of time and ages

And being an idiot feels complicated

You may say

Whatever you want about my cowardice and my arrogance

And that I and I

I cannot love like eunuchs in palaces

You may threaten me

You may rejoice

You may rebel

but me

Despite the tears of wax and silk

And the harem knot in my conscience

I do not accept falsification of my feelings

You may be

As transparent as a teardrop

delicate as a star

deep as a forest

But I feel depressed

Sex in my opinion

Harmony Tale

Like sculpture, like painting, like writing

And your pure body is like cream and marble

Writing is not good

Your face is like the beginning of a poem

niche It was rejected because Nizar is a poet of women and flirtation. The poet Nizar Qabbani describes his beloved in this poem and says:

Your face is like the beginning of a poem

pull me

pull me

Like a sail

By night to the shores of rhythm

It opens up a horizon for me

And a moment of creativity

Your face is an amazing face

And a watercolor

And one of the most beautiful trips

between myrtle and mint

your face

This open book is beautiful

When I see him in the morning

He carries me coffee in his smile

And apple blush

Your face beckons me

To the last poetry that I know

And the last talk

And the last damask rose, which I love

And the last bathroom

Your face, madam

A sea of ​​new symbols and questions

Shall I return safely?

And the wind provokes me

And the wave provokes me

And love provokes me

And my journey is far away

Your face, madam

Wonderful message

I wrote

Not yet up to the sky

Advice to a sane woman

Nizar's poetry was famous for its clear distinction from other poetry and poets, influenced by everything around him, especially the story of his sister's suicide, as this incident occurred in the poet's soul. Nizar Qabbani is considered one of the most famous poets to write about flirtation, love, and women, as Nizar Qabbani devoted his poems and emotions to women, for women were love. The first and only one by our poet, as he compared the countries and cities in them. Among the poet’s poems is the following poem:

I advise you well about my madness

He is the one who gives your breasts

Its circular shape

One day, the river of my madness recedes

Your breasts will become cubes

Like a mailbox

I recommend my madness to you well

He is the one who washes you

With water, grass and flowers

And the day I lift the hand of my madness from you

You will transform,

To a woman of wood

I advise you well about my madness

As long as I am neurotic

And depressed

And nerves are tense

You are very beautiful

And when the symptoms of my madness go away

You will enter old age

I advise you to do well with my madness

It is your aesthetic asset

And your great wealth

And the day I withdraw from you

My insanity bail

They will declare your bankruptcy

I advise you to do well with my madness

It is the crown with which you rule the world

And the day the sun of my madness sets

Your crown will fall

The people strip you of all your powers

And a mess

Nizar Qabbani combined both the simplicity and eloquence that characterize modern poetry. Nizar Qabbani excelled in writing patriotic and flirtatious poetry. Many artists sang his poems, most notably: Umm Kulthum, Abdel Halim Hafez, Najat Al-Saghira, Fairouz, and Kazem Al-Saher. Nizar began writing poetry when he was 16 years old. A year ago, Nizar obtained a bachelor’s degree from the National Scientific College, and he wrote several poems in which the poet flirts with his beloved, saying to her:

In her mouth Ibtihal

Whisper to me come

To a blue emancipation

Its limits are impossible

We disperse my current

They didn't fail to mind

Don't be ashamed, the roses are there

Our path is hilly

As long as you have my money and what

It was said, and what is said..

A generous shower

Generous shadows

And a burning desire

I see her imagination

On a hungry mouth

His veins are the question..

Aqeeqa cheers me up

Tomorrow is yours

I am also confused

Lying on the mountains

My pillow is floating

On the blood of the demise

I planted a thousand roses

I ransomed the shawl

He ransomed a green shirt

He distributes the grain..

Get into a swing

Drenched ropes

We eat from our vines

And we feed the baskets

And drink the little mouth

Halal sugar

The most sinful oath is from you

I said the north

Don't ask if you love me

I was and still am