A greeting of thanks and appreciation

A greeting of thanks and appreciation

In language, thanks means an increase, but technically it means praising the benefactor for what he gave you and your children, so you thanked him and thanked him, and gratitude is usually linked to gratitude and appreciation for the giver, whether it is a person, a country, or something else. The following is a beautiful collection of poems and messages of thanks and appreciation.

Poetic verses of thanks and appreciation

• I sailed in the sea of ​​words to trace the sweetest words and the sweetest letters.

But the waves wanted my boat, so all my oars broke in shame

If I recited a thousand poems, I would find them worthy of you. No, they will not suffice

Walk to the heights, follow the dream, and proceed to creativity without stopping

Thank you, may the Lord of Heaven take care of you. Be as one united body

• O candle that illuminated the place, O flower that beautified the garden

Oh Dora, this ruby ​​is adorned with the knowledge of time.

We will meet in the procession of sperm, and our gathering will be filled with safety

Save me from Your wonderful knowledge, and let us learn the sciences with faith

The nightingale of fever has fluttered and we have heard the sweetest melodies

We were pleased to meet Ntraji, our farmer, in the company of the brothers

The science map was decorated and colored with the most creative colors

Our minds have attained glory through our understanding of the maps of minds

You illuminated our path with light in a city surrounded by tenderness.

With your wonderful knowledge, we advance and achieve our goals with confidence

We had had fun for an hour, so Sister Ashjan called

By saying, Fayza, write a poem for our sister Hanan.

• Lend me a tongue, O poetry, for gratitude, and if you can express gratitude, then you are not poetry

And bring me the light of the sun and the full moon so that I may see with Your meaning the light of the sun shining and the full moon

He swirled around the flowers of Riyadh, making them fragrant, just as a butterfly swirled around the flowers

And stand in a position of thanksgiving and spread its banner with the head of a column, take it from the dawn

Beirut has great rights over me, so turn away from me in gratitude

For I spent many nights in Beirut, and by God I did not count them as part of my life

And I spent days that if I mentioned them, the sins of the past would be forgiven

If you are in Baghdad, my dear, guilty of sin, then in Beirut, how many excuses do you have?

I read the lesson about generosity in it, admiring every great soul and free-spirited person

I was in it one of the sumptuous glory of the offspring, and the pleasures of the people were in the stars of blossom

Goodbye, goodbye, people. I am leaving you, neither with reluctance nor with abandonment

If the journey is far away from you, then I come to you with longings hotter than embers

I bid you farewell, and the longing for patience lost you to the tyrannical kings

My heart loved you in recognition of your grace, and on the Day of Resurrection, I denied the wisdom of patience

It is no surprise if you honor the guest due to a trait that you inherited from your great-grandparents

Aren't you one of the first Arabs whose fame has flown to where the eagle remains beneath it?

Arabs who rise up in demand of the Most High, Gattarif, are racing in the arena of pride

I will remind you of the remembrance of a lover and his beloved, and I will thank you as the grateful Nada al-Qatar would thank you

Do not deprive me of your satisfaction, for I am here to you as long as I live as a poor person

• If only thanks could be dispensed with

The glory of a king or the highest place

When God commanded the servants to thank Him

He said, “Thank me, you heavy ones.”

• And thank, for gratitude is from

A human right and obligation

Do not hope for someone who does not thank you

Blindness and patience in the consequences

• If the thanks had someone who would explain

If the observer contemplates it

I will show it to you so you can see it

So you know that I am a grateful person

But he lives in the conscience

He is moved by the moving words

• People in this world are in ranks

This one goes down and this one goes up and it rises

I sincerely thank you for what you loved

With him and the influence of patience everything will be cut off

Messages of thanks and gratitude

• Words cannot express the extent of the kindness and gratitude you expressed towards me, which no one can forget.
• Doing good deeds lasts, and doing what is beautiful is always preserved. Do not think about a day when I will forget that you stood by my side all along.
• O birds of love, visit him, and tell him about my gratitude, and tell him about you that we would not do without, if we enveloped the world and what is in it.
• I have never thanked a person because kindness is difficult to receive in this time, except in a pure and loving heart that loves to help every person.
• The word “thank you” is not enough, and the meaning is greater than what he gave. If I could give him a lifetime, I would express to him the extent of my gratitude.
• Words compete and phrases jostle to organize a contract of gratitude that no one deserves except you. To you, you who had a head start in the ranks of knowledge and education, to you you who gave and did not wait for giving, to you I dedicate expressions of thanks and appreciation.
• Bright stars always appear in our sky, their brilliance does not fade from us for a single moment. We await their illumination with hearts and awe, and we are happy with their brilliance in our sky every hour. She proudly deserved to have her name raised in our heavens.
• Every creative person has an achievement, every thanks has a poem, every position has an article, and every success has thanks and appreciation. We give you many thanks and may the Lord of the Throne protect you.
• Through the whiffs of the breeze, the scent of flowers, and the threads of the afternoon, I send thanks to you from the depths.
• Thank you, my brother, for that gentle smile that, with the beauty of its light, splits the darkness of my heart and erases its worries, and thank you for that tender touch that sparks in my heart a fountain of hope in this harsh life.

Poems of thanks and appreciation

From the beautiful Arabic poetry of gratitude and appreciation, we have chosen for you the following:

regards

Muhammad Mahdi Al-Jawahiry

Sorry if my hair betrays me and makes me look ugly

For your kindness, I cannot express my gratitude enough

It may make a person's mistake easy

His feeling is that he is between brothers

Ghartarif Al-Hilla Al-Fayhaa, you are

In every honor there are knights of the field

Your kindness towards me is not something new

Here are the sources of kindness and benevolence

The Arabs have a wasted union journey

You still have the best address

Telling features of Arab women

That you are the best relative of Qahtan

I came to the goddess of my poetry to appeal to her

A help for poetry or forgiveness for the offender

I left her with the promise of forgiveness

If my sins today are not paid by my devil

I came to your assembly walking with confidence

From the goddess of poetry I have a check of forgiveness

The sons of Babylon of poetry are among you

A building the likes of which has never been built

And a country with men of brilliant poetry

It is filled with sections and weights

You have maintained it for ages under your care

You were not without a commander or authority from among you

Tawa Al-Akf is famous collections

And in the corners lie a thousand poems

Here the sweet hairs grew lush

Its branches are before Syria and Lebanon

And from you, Egypt took a contribution

There is a funny way to say, “Finan.”

And the feelings of the Euphrates have been exhausted

The land of Iraq and the land of Baghdad

But I beg your generous forgiveness

If I blame you, I will be angry

And if I deny you, walk slowly

And if I asked you about the biography of Ajlan

And if I want you to have hair that can be felt

The pulse of politics from time to time

There will be a lookout facing her

Face to face on a scale and scale

And in emotions there are murky waters

Sometimes it is a price for fire

Poetry that addresses the doors of life

Everything in it is an advertisement

You wove a loose cloak for your hair

You have mastered its meats, what perfection

She walked for long ages

Bright as a light for a king and an adornment for crowns

If you wanted, it would be an adornment for you

The new cunning one boasts about it

A second world came to you and it was yours

To highlight it in a second, interesting way

It was enough for you to preserve its splendor

To take it with dyes and colors

I do not claim to be deserving of an honor

And I am above my friends and peers

I do not show that I am reckless with joy

And if you remember me after forgetting

But I was pleased that the Euphrates was there

The first tribute to an artist is held

I appealed to you with the fevers that were paid

Thank you for remembering me and exalting me

And with the virtues of the Euphrates, he refined it

The injustice of tyrants and how much credit there is to tyranny

Haven't you tried your best not to leave a tact?

Or a genius genius who is kept secret

It may make the sensitive poet flourish

Appreciation of his emotion and conscience

A talent may be rebuked for neglect

If it were inflamed, you would see a volcano

I am the proof of a statement I intended to say

He has no one but me as proof

She fought me from side to side, violently

My meat is a gang of hyenas and wolves

She cursed me as much as she wanted, out of her kindness

Tolerant without any diminution or decrease

It is sufficient for you and it is up to you to explain its entirety

If it was not a person cursing another person

And if I speak the truth, then the people have no purpose

Except to kill a feeling in me that is awake

I did not find anything that made me forget her struggle

Except emotions of solitude and sincerity

And if my eyes look at me, they will be terrified

For your eyes look after me with kindness

In poetry, there is a sharpening of the Azamat and the Muhtasab

For emergencies and taming minds

Take what “Al-Fayha” included of deception

Immortals and what is included in “Al-Gharyan”

They mentioned the name of its people so that you would hear them - even if

In spite of her – deaf ears

And they taught us to definitely remove their poetry

Illustrations of joys and sorrows

Here in “Babylon” art was supported

The civilization of the king from time immemorial

Here the distinguished “Banipal” walked proudly

In a procession with the seductions of art, decorated

The king dismounted in honor of him and walked

Submissive - dishonest politicians - like monks

Appreciating the sculptor's talent

It is prophecy based on inspiration and faith

From here, there was preparation for systems

In the East and a prelude to religions

The Babylonian legislation shocked people with its magnificence

Before they knew the law of Greece

Now he needs to reform a kingdom

The system of the state of Assyria and Chaldea

Here “Hammurab” enacted justice on authority

With it to preserve individuals and Imran

Thank you very much for the mouths that perfume me

With all praise, good style

Rayana came with a melting pot of emotions

Seeking a heart of sincerity, Rayan

If I could, I would offer my heart to you

But presenting my sense of possibility

Lend me a tongue, O poetry

Marouf Al-Rusafi

Lend me a tongue, O poetry, to give thanks

If you say thank you, you are not poetry

And bring me the light of the sun and the full moon so that I may see

In your sense, the light of the sun shines and the full moon

And a perfume surrounds the flowers of Riyadh

With it like a moth weaving on a flower

And stand in a position of gratitude and spread its banner

With the head of a column, take it from the early dawn

Beirut has great rights

Ali, O poetry, repent of me in gratitude

I stayed in Beirut for nights

And your Lord, I did not count except them in my life

And I spent days if you mention it

Past sins of eternity are forgiven

If you are in Baghdad, you are guilty forever

Ali, in Beirut, how many excuses do you have?

I read the lesson on generosity with admiration

With all the great self with a free creation

I was with her one of the sumptuous pride in the pinnacles

It is the secrets of the people in the stars of blossom

Goodbye, people, goodbye

Separating you is not out of antagonism or abandonment

If I am far from leaving for you, then I will be with you

Here are longings hotter than embers

I bid you farewell while longing for patience has passed you by

The tyrannical kings stopped you

My heart loves you in recognition of your gratitude

On the Day of Resurrection, I deny the wisdom of patience

There is no surprise if you honor the guest with kindness

You inherited it from your ancestors

Are you not from the Arabs, their reputation flew?

To where the eagle bird remains

Arabs of Nahdhoun in the pursuit of the Most High

Ghatarif racing in the arena of pride

I will remind you of the lover, his beloved

And I thank you, thank you, the old man, Nada Al-Qatar

Do not deprive me of your satisfaction, for I am

Here's to you as long as I live for poor people