Lyrics of the poem The Crowd

It is a poem by the Kuwaiti poet Hamed Zaid. He is Hamed Zaid Saadoun Faris Al-Azmi, born in 1977. He is an excellent poet and has held many poetry evenings. I leave you with the text of his poem.

Yes, by God, they made a mistake, and the mistake they made was the same as the right thing

I feel sad as I see greed uncovering and covering up their robes

What dictates the eyes of the envious in this time is dirt

Whoever does not repent of the mistake will be forbidden from being excused

Who from the first ruin sure followed by ruin

And the nut that does not explode in its target terrifies him

I wish you had a mistake from people close to you

The friend who earned his love will not lose it

My problem is that I didn't know how to count them

I held them in my chest at the memory of Qasid and his throat

A voice coming from his pulpit and a speech like a speech

And the kindness that shook the preacher’s voice and pulpit

There are no tears that my loved ones poured into my face and were disappointed

And my sadness is not blue for my precious one and I will slaughter him

All those who go out with me are a memory of those who go out

And the one who saved me from torment is the fiercest and most dangerous of my paths

Because I avoided drowning... I passed above the clouds

Because most of my friends are pious.. I have not seen the fruit of perfume

I swear I did not put a veil between hatred and brotherhood

Until they became a quarter of me on the distress I thank him

Yesterday, she rebelled against the necks and gave me necks

Yesterday, how heavy and how despicable yesterday's blood was

The impact of calamities Matjik only from close people

In these times, even the brother you trust should beware

Come, you face of envy, and how will they gather and disappear?

How the years that gave me scattered them scattered them

May God bless a companion who is upset by a word of reproach

May God bring together the men whom He once separated

The friend who does not come from his companionship is torment

He vowed that he would not abandon me, otherwise I would abandon him

Whoever opens a door for my teams, I will open twenty doors for him

If my brother doesn't appreciate my brothers, I don't appreciate him

I got used to it every time I tightened my stirrups

I keep my face from ambition unless it brings experience

If they leave, I will be free from them on the Day of Judgment

And if they are hurt, tell them what they moved in me, I feel it

Explain to them about the Sunnah and do not take an answer from me

The best medicine for anyone who tries to provoke you is to despise him

I used to think of them as young...I thought of them as young men again

The friend I do not save for the dark day, I do not save

He saw me collected their papers in a book and closed the book

O time, collect what you blame and scatter what you scatter

He who is afraid of thirst leaves us expelling the mirage

And who is not as dark as darkness and his loneliness does not make him sleepless

After yesterday's depression, I am no longer depressed

The good one scuffed me and I am not missing the scuff

I swallowed my thirst until my face burned and melted

I broke my mind before friendship broke it

I lost the one whose absence is different from all absences

I forgave someone who did not deserve forgiveness

I am a person who learns the most from many mistakes and mistakes

I am the last tongue to speak in a time of chatter

I am the poem that was terrified by the notebook of a million fangs

I am the only one who collected a million fangs in his notebook

He was blinded and wounded by staying up late, my tricks and hardships calmed him down

My tears are wasted, my laughter is rare, my life is wasted most of it

The minds of the Arabs have turned gray...the Russians have become fearless

A crowd of people who never knew the crowd

I became a diyab only because those who challenged me were diyabs

I was only absent because forgiveness is available

You see, your behavior would not have brought a word of reproach to your friend

If you say it to his face, you will not criticize him with his back

In these times, nothing fills the eyes of envious people with anything but dust

Otherwise, he is lucky... the bullet that doesn't hit him terrifies him

I want you to know that someone close to you made the mistake

The friend whose love you gained, you lose