Do you know what is white from your weaknesses?

A poem by Muhammad Fetais and its words:

May God reward.. whoever settles your differences

And for the sins of those other than you, He will reward you

You walked the path of heaviness...and you loved yourself

You don't know that it is.. it will destroy you

And your beauty deceived you.. Oh, the loss of your beauty

You don't know.. What changes your nature makes you better

You say that your beauty is an excuse for your bad deeds

Goodness is not about the loyalty of love.. it exempts you

If humility and loyalty are your characteristics

I sold all my beloved ones for religion.. and I share with you

But I couldn't change you... my darling

On absence.. He who has no excuse will save you

My mistake.. in clarifying your mistakes

And your mistake.. in clarifying what concerns you

How do you advise me... and forget your instructions?

And you turn away from the voice of (N)... it stops calling you

You missed the insult... and the excuse you missed

And you want my satisfaction now..? He no longer supports you

It is true that I love you.. but this is your reward

By teaching you a lesson (N)... that will benefit you and revive you

Do you know what is white on your cheeks?

And you know what made me jealous... my look at you

I know you will be surprised.. Be patient

A poem from someone.. (who) wanted you

And you want to debate while you live your death..?

See your loneliness...and people are sitting around you

And you want to see the bravest man in your life..

See me.. and I am leaving as much as I miss you

Among his poems about flirting, he said:

I did not know him.. nor did I want him while I was his mother.. I love and reward

Most of them are delivered to him.. On the day I find him, I have an eye that writes for him, and he has an eye that reads

If he solves his problem, I ignore his problem. I don’t know about it and I don’t know about it

Biscuits make me boil and I am boiling tricks without a phone.. nor treacherous appointments

He protects my friend from his arrogance and protects him, and I am in a heartfelt argument with him and I am offended by him

Chaste love and honesty are its drivers in our time. What do you think? Zaid is coming

I don't talk about my love for him.. and because I hate him and other than him, if he gets along with him, he is nonsense

Be courteous to your relative... Be respectful to him and be courteous, and I fear that something might come to his mind

He does not think that the day I stood up, he forgot to his eyes that I was not sorry

I wish time would go back and I would know why

I wish luck would buy all the virgins... with an unmatched death

But the right one.. The rest of the future is easy. Tell him that I am not satisfied with the change in it

For the money of Qarun.. and for the throne of Kasra that rests, nothing else is filled with an abyssal eye

The Nile River boils... and the heart is a stream, and the biggest proof is that if it disappears, I will revive it

He also wrote in ghazal:

Some Arabs' love drives you crazy, and its exorbitance cannot be described. Tell me about it

He is not convinced by the description of the expensive thing. What would it be like if every letter was woven with silk?

Death is upon you, and he is torn apart by grief, and you have nothing but patience....what do you want for him?

If you said he was upset, he said: Take it easy. He doesn’t know that your upset is for him and your crying is for him

You sit and love him while you are silent and foolish. Maybe one day he will be told that he did not repay you

As if you doubted it was lemon...or what was lemon. Imagine if you were impatient, it would separate you from it

He is expensive beyond the price, he is not without, and your hearing tells you to force you to relax him

You want to put it in the eyes of the eyes and extend to Ramadan the riches you grant him

It shades him from the sun in the shade of his eyelids, and nothing passes his ear except to cry for him

And from others, their color is covered, and they remember, and from where the foot has covered your walk

If a person is inclined by luxury as the branches are inclined, he is a generous branch and you honor him by giving him water

Braid it to the fullest veil of its elasticity. Be in the scent of it so that I may heed your prayers for it

He wears clothes, any clothing, any color, and at night his face is invisible

Cake and honey, but what is on the plates and protects you from the envious eye

God does not give it to people who will stray, and He protects it from bees that do not eat it

The description and expression in describing it betray nothing but ask God to answer your prayers to Him

And your heart is hardened in love for Him, they lose their knife to cut its severe rope

People forget about the honor of the Arabs, and their throats are unreliable

The meat they eat is always the same

Satan invites them to sin, and the one cuts him off and the other eats him

In the first place to eat is the closest and best of them to whom you have caught your complaint to him

Whoever escapes from among them, his years will not be clear, and strike his right hand, and your left will not be able to destroy him

Oh, make them a role model for the effects of anger and temptations on the long path that have led you astray

His kindness to the sleep of humans visited you here, and your kindness to the sleep of humans is your secret to him

His grain is a burial ground and a graveyard of green and stagnant bones between the crooked bones, as if we could eat it