Al Mutanabi
He is Ahmed bin Al-Hussein bin Al-Hassan bin Abd Al-Samad Al-Jaafi Abu Al-Tayeb Al-Kindi Al-Kufi. He was born in the Kinda tribe. He is one of the greatest Arab poets. He was fluent in the Arabic language. They said that he was rare in his time, and he is wise in his poetry, and most of his poems praise kings. Here, in this article, we present to you the most famous poems of Al-Mutanabbi.
A poem and warm his heart
And warm his heart from the one whose heart is pale
And whoever has my body and condition has a disease
What I conceal love has cleared my body
And she claims to love the nation's sword of the state
If we were united by love, we would be surprised
May we share as much as we love
I visited him with the swords of India sheathed
I looked at him and the swords were blood
He was the best of all God's creatures
And it was the best of the best
miss the enemy who kills him with a nail
Folded sorry Folded yes
You were very afraid and made up
Reverence is what you do not make foolishness
committed yourself to something that does not oblige her
Not to show them land or knowledge
Whenever you throw an army, it turns to flee
disposed of you in the effects of determination
you shall defeat them in every arena
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Do you not see a sweet nail but a nail?
In it, the whites of India shook hands and camels
O the most just of people except in my dealings
In you is the dispute, and you are the opponent and the judge
I give her sincere looks from you
To count the fat as one whose fat is a tumor
And what is the use of my brother in the world in his view?
If the lights and darkness are equal to him
The crowd will know who joined our assembly
I am the best person to walk with
I am the one who looked at the blind to my literature
and made my words heard by him who is deaf
I sleep filling my eyelids from its strays
Creation watches over it and quarrels
And an ignorant person who extended it in his ignorance laughed
Until a hand and a mouth came to him
If you see the lion's fangs sticking out
do not think that the lion smiles
And Muhgah Mhgti who is its owner
I overtook her with a bare-backed horse
His feet are a foot in running, and his hands are a hand
And do what you want with your hands and your feet.
and slender I walked between the two legions with it
until I was struck and the waves of death crashed
the horses and the night and the desert know me
And the sword and the spear and the stationery and the pen
I accompanied the beast
Alone until the heels and the sleeves amazed me
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Our conscience is nothing after you
We did not graciously treat you
If your command were from our command, nations
If your secret is what our envious said
There is no wound if pain pleases you
And between us, if you cherish that, is a knowledge
The acquaintances among the people of the prohibition are slander
How much do you ask for a defect for us, and it fails you?
God hates what you do and generosity
What further disadvantage and decreases of honor
I am the rich, the gray-haired and the old
I wish the clouds whose thunderbolts I have
He removes them to the one who has the money
I see the cores I need each stage
Don't ride the drawing board
if conscience left our right
Let those whom I bid farewell regret
If you leave a people and they have destined
Do not leave them, for they are the departed
The worst country is a place where there is no friend
And the evil of what a person earns is what he fasts
And the worst of what my comfort snatched
The meteors of falcons, whether in it or the marble
What term do you say hair is a fin?
Is it permissible for you to be neither Arab nor non-Arab
This is your reproach, but it is abhorrent
Al-Durr has been included, but it is Kalam
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upon determined people determination will be
Come up to the esteemed Makarem
And in the eyes of the little one, her little ones are magnified
And in the eye of the great, the greats are diminished
Saif al-Dawla burdens the army
The ancient armies failed him
And he asks for what he has from people
And that is what the dams do not claim
The most complete bird will redeem his weapon
The Eagles of Al-Fala, its events, and Al-Qasha'im
And what harmed her was created without claws
His swords and posts were created
Does the red juvenile know its color?
And you know which of the cloudy legs
The deep cloud brought her before it descended
When he came close to her, the skulls drove her away.
He built it higher, and the channel knocks on the channel
And the waves of beacon crashing around her
And it was like madness, so it became
Amulets are worn on the bodies of the slain
a prey that broke its leg and turned it back
Religion is linear and time is compelling
I spend my nights with everything I have taken
And when they take a guram from you
If what you intend is a present tense verb
He left before the bags were thrown at him
And how do you beg the Romans and the Russians to destroy it?
This appeal is its foundation and pillars
And they judged it, and death tried you
The oppressed did not die, nor did the oppressor live
They came to drag iron as if
They rode to you with horses that had no legs
If they lighten, you don't know the whites from them
Their clothes are like it and turbans
Thursday is in the east of the land and the west is advancing
And in the ear of Gemini, there is a zamazem from it
Every age and nation gathered in it
No one understands hadith except translations
There is a time when the fire of deceit melts away
So there was nothing left but Sarim or Dhabarim
sever what does not sever the shield and the duct
Flee from the knights who do not clash
I stood and there was no doubt about death for a standing person
As if you were in the eyelids of the ashes while he was sleeping
Heroes pass you by as defeat
And your face is clear, and your mouth is in the name of
You have exceeded the measure of courage and forbidding
To the saying of a people, you are a world of the unseen
You joined their wings over the heart as a hug
The nostrils die under it and the primaries
By hitting the inspirations came and the victory is absent
And it became a nightmare, and victory is coming
you despised the Rudiniyat until you cast it
Even as if the sword of the spear is insulting
And whoever asks for the great conquest, it is only
Its keys are white, pumice, and swarm
scattered them all over the humdrum
dirhams were also scattered over the bride
The horses trample you on the peaks
There have been many restaurants around the al-Wakar
the brood chicks think you've visited them
With her mothers, which is the slam free man
If she slips, she walks with her bellies
As you walk in the high places
Every day the pesto is served
His neck on the feet to the face is appropriate
Can he deny the scent of the lion until he tastes it?
The lion wind has known the beasts
I bereaved him with his son and son-in-law
And by in-laws, the campaigns of Prince Al-Ghawashim
He went on to thank his friends for missing the antelope
When their heads and wrists preoccupied her
And he understands the honorific sound in them
The voices of swords are foreign
He is pleased with what He has given you, not out of ignorance
But Ghanem escaped from you
You are not a king who defeats him
But you are the one who defeats polytheism
Adnan was honored by La Rabia
And the world is proud of it, not the capitals
Praise be to You in the pearl whose word I have
You are the giver and I am the organizer
And I do not envy your gifts in the battle
I am not reprehensible, nor do you regret it
on every one that flies to it with his foot
if the mumblings fall into his ears
O sword that is not sheathed
There is no skepticism in him, nor is he assimilated
Congratulations for striking inspiration, glory and loftiness
And I ask you and Islam that you are safe
And why does the Most Merciful not protect your limits as much as he protects?
And his facilitation is important and permanent with you
A poem of humiliation of the wicked
humiliation of the wicked around my wandering heart
And loved ones fell in love with him in his blackness
The blame complains to the banquets
And he turns away when he is blamed for his pain.
And with my joy, O my servant, the King who
I enraged the most humble of you in pleasing him
If he possesses hearts, then he is
the ruler of time with its earth and its skies
The sun is from his envy and victory is from
His horns and the sword are among his names
Where are the three from three through it
of his goodness, fathers, and illumination
Ages passed, and they did not come up with the like of it
And he came, and they were unable to match him.
Eid poem anyway I'm back, Eid
Eid anyway, you're back, Eid
What happened or something in you renewal
As for the loved ones, Al-Baida is below them
I wish without you a hand without it with a hand
Were it not for the Most High, you would not have answered me as I would not respond to it
and a letter and not a barren qaydud
And it was sweeter than my sword to embrace
Its splendor is similar to Al-Ghaid Al-Amalid
Time did not leave my heart nor my liver
something that blinds an eye and is not good
Oh my legs brew in your cups
Or in your cups are they and Tsahid?
I am a rock, what is mine do not move me
This is Madam, nor are these songs
if i want pure amount of color
I found her and the lover of the soul is missing
What did I find in this world that pleases him?
Because of what I doubt, I am envied
I have become a soul richer and hand
I am rich and my money is dates
I have come down with liars, their guests
About villages and travel is limited
The presence of men from the hands is their presence
From the tongue, they were neither good
Death does not take a breath from their souls
except that he has a stick of its stink in his hand
whenever a bad slave kills his master or
He betrayed him in Egypt Preface
The eunuch became the leader of the remaining ones
The free is enslaved and the slave is worshiped
Egypt's watchmakers slept on their foxes
Bashman is lost, and the clusters do not perish.
The slave does not have a free, righteous brother
If only he was born in the clothes of the heat
Do not buy a slave unless he has the stick with him.
The slaves are impure and slanderous
I did not think that I would live for a long time
A servant insults me in it while he is praised
I did not imagine that people were lost
And the like of Abi Al-Bayda exists
And that black pierced is encrypted
You obey him with thunderous swarms
Hungry, he eats my food and catches me
In order for it to be said that the great destiny is intended
And he blames her for a plan, and he blames her counterpart
For example, the Mahrism was created
And then death tasted its mustache
The death at the humiliation Qandid
who taught the castrated lions an honor
White people or his hunting fathers
Or is his ear in the hands of the slavers bloody?
Or is it worth it while it is returned in two fils
excuse me
In every meanness, and some excuse is refuted
And that is because white stallions are impotent
About the beautiful, how about the testicles of blacks?
A poem, stop with your disease
It is enough for you to see death as a cure
And according to the desires, that he be wishful.
you wished for her when you wished to see
A conscious friend or a hypocritical enemy
If you are content to live in a suit
Do not prepare the Yemeni Hussam
And do not lengthen spears for a raid
And you shall not beg for a freed slave
The lion does not benefit from shyness
And do not fear until you are a predator
My heart loved you before I fell in love with you
And he was treacherous, so be loyal to you
And I know that proof makes you doubt after him
It is not my heart if I see you complaining
The tears of the eye betray its Lord
If, after those who leave, you are a slave girl
If generosity is not provided, salvation from harm
So praise is not earned, nor is money left
And the soul has morals that indicate the boy
Was it generosity that came, or was it tsakhia?
Less yearning, heart, perhaps
I saw you describe the friendliness of those who are not pure
I was created thousands if I go back to the boy
I would have left a heart-wrenching old man crying
But in the tent is a sea that I visit
My life, my advice, passion and rhymes
and a vine we stretched between her ears
So they became light, following the highlanders.
walk with hands whenever you reach the line
engraved with it the edges of the chest of the goat
And you look from the righteous blacks in the darkness
He sees distant figures as they are
and set up a silencer for the hidden bell
monologue
The Knights of the Morning are chasing a grudge
As if there are snakes on their necks
With determination, the body rides in the saddle
With it, the heart walks through the body
camphor
And whoever goes to the sea rides the waterwheels
Then a man of his time came to us
And left behind white and white
It is permissible for the benefactors to whom
We see their kindness and hands
Boy, did we walk in the backs of our grandfathers?
Until his age, we hope to meet
Exalt the help of the honorable
So nothing does deeds except virgins
He annihilates the enmities of the aggressors with his kindness
If you do not show them, he will annihilate the enemies
Aba Al-Musk, the face I was afraid of
To him, and this is the day that I hoped for
I met the traffic and the hooks without it
I ate a desert that leaves the water clear
The father of all good, not the father of musk alone
And every cloud, I do not belong to the Guardia
Denotes in one sense every luxury
And the Most Merciful has gathered meanings in you
If people earn excellency by dew
For you give in your supremacy
It is not often that a man visits you.
He will return as king and ruler of the two Iraqis.
The army that came as an invader has risen
For your individual who came well
And you despise the world with an experienced contempt
He sees everything in it, and you are mortal
And you were not among those who attained kingship with semen
But in days, I am getting younger
Except you see her in the country seeking
And you see her in the sky falling
You dressed her in a gown of ivory, as if she could see
Not clear to see the weather is clear
I led every bare-footed swimmer to it
He leads you angry and discourages you satisfied
And a past plotter obeys an order
And he disobeys if you make an exception or become a forbidder
And a twenty-year-old brown that pleases him in return
And he pleases you in his horses as a driver
Brigades have been prowling around buildings
From the land Fiavia has trawled to
She invaded the role of kings, so she proceeded
their headbands and the songs
And you are the one who covered the teeth first
and avoid covering the teeth a second time
If India settled between my foul sword
Your sword in the palm of your hand removes equality
And from the words of Shem, if he sees you, it will be for his offspring
My nephew ransomed my offspring, my soul, and my money
The extent to which the teacher reaches the maximum is his Lord
And a soul that does not accept anything but the infinite
she called him and he answered her to glory and high
And people have contradicted the souls of the reasons
so he became above the worlds, they see him
And if he was approached by being aloof