Felt about friends

Felt about friends

Friendship is considered one of the highest human relationships, as it binds two people without blood or kinship. It is a relationship based on spiritual closeness and comfortable communication. Poets have excelled in describing and praising their friends. friends We bring it to you here:

Hassan bin thabet

The evacuation of men is a lot

But in affliction they are few

Do not be deceived by the trait of my fraternity

What is yours with Khalil's deputy?

And every brother says I am faithful

but he does not do what he says

Only vinegar according to a debt

So that's what he says is the effect

• befriend one's soul before one's body

And I know her in doing and speaking

And I dream about my vinegar and know that it

When I reward him with a dream out of ignorance, he regrets it

Rumi's son

• Your enemy from your friend is taken advantage of

Do not be too many companions

The disease is more than what you see

be from food or drink

And leave a lot for you, for how much

He recovers, and how little he recommends

So what is the navigator with narrations?

And Irrigation received torment in sperm

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• So multiply the brothers as much as you can, they are

stomachs if you call for their help and back

And not so much, a thousand vinegars and companions

And that one enemy to many

Al-Shafi'i, may God have mercy on him

• The one who was provided with the left was not injured
• praise and no reward for the unlucky
• And grandfather condemns every vast thing
• And the grandfather opens every closed door
• The most deserving of God's creation is a man
• High-spirited and narrow-minded
• It is evidence of the judiciary and its being
• The misery of the intelligent and the good life of the fool

Safieddine El-Hilli

• Advise your friend twice
• If he disobeys you, then deceive him
• If he thought your sincerity, he would not have disobeyed
• And he refused and showed his obscenity

The village poet

• Nothing in the world is more desirable to my eyes
• From the view of the companions and the companions
• And the most delicious music pleases my ears
• The voice of the glad tidings of the return of the loved ones

Abdullah bin Taher Khorasani

I lean with the dhamm on my mother's son

And carry the friend on the brother

And if you find me an obedient king

You are my grandfather Abdul Siddiq

I differentiate between my favor and my favor

I combine my money and rights

Habib Al-Taie

I probed people and then told them

I described the reasons they described

So kinship is not categorically close

And if affection is the closest lineage

Cooler

Closeness is only for those whose affection is true

And he did not betray you, not close to the lineage

How close the chest is pounding

From far away, unapproachable

Miscellaneous

• If you have wealth and you do not have charity

So you and those who are married are alike.

Provided that there is a day in the money

on her family and those who are close to her

• I love from the Brotherhood all my supporters

And all turning a blind eye to my missteps

He agrees with me in every matter I want

He protects me alive and after I die

Who is this to me? I wish I had hit him

To share with him what I have of good deeds

I looked at my brothers, and he was the least of them

For the many brothers of my trustworthy people

• And if the friend saw him sycophantic

He is the enemy, and his right to avoid

There is no good in loving a sycophant

Sweet tongue, and his heart is inflamed

He meets you swearing that he is confident in you

And if he hides from you, he is a scorpion

It gives you sweetness from the tip of the tongue

And he evades you as the fox evades

The honorable people arrived, even if they made you gag

Forgiving them and bypassing the right

And choose your companion and choose him proudly

The consort to the comparator is attributed

And leave the liar, so he will not be your companion

The liar is free to be accompanied

The weight of speech if you speak and do not be

Gossip in every club you get engaged

And keep your tongue and watch out for his words

One delivers the tongue and Attab

And the secret Vaktmh and do not speak it

The bottle is broken not people

Beware of trust and betrayal, so avoid it

Be just and do not oppress, it will be rewarding for you

Be as far away from sleep as you can

A lot of lore is not accompanied

And beware accompanying the mean, it

It passes as the healthy mange passes

• How many friends in the tongue and when

You need it may not do the job

If you come to ask him for help, you will not find it

Except an apology after raising eyebrows

Words get stuck on his lips

And looks at the aberration of the going horizon

He hides his smile as if you came to him

With misfortunes, they throw him with misfortunes

And companions around you show that they are

Loyal to Neil Maarib

And if I had to them or narrowed down

The days are your money in the back of the owner

Try your friend before you need them

A friend is after trials

As for friendships of the tongue, they are

Like a mirage and like a pipe dream

• God is far from the pocket mentor

And the son of a father accused of unseen

• A trustworthy brother who is pleased with some of my affairs

And if you don't condemn him from me

dearer to me than a thousand relatives

I found their chests to be suspicious

• Separate the ropes of the remote if it arrived

The rope and cut off the relative if he cut it

He may collect money without eating it

And he eats money other than the one who collected it

Forget what time has brought you

Whoever knocks us down with his benefit

• For every thing of worries capacity

And the night and the morning do not stay with him

Do not belittle the poor

You kneel one day and eternity has lifted it

• God knows who is the boy who was saddened by him

The day of al-Baqi’ is the events of the days

It was fragile if the delegations came to his door

Plain veil polite servants

And if you see his friend and brother

You do not know which of them is the brother of the wombs

• My heart was inhabited by pain and wounds

I forgot the taste of happiness and joys

I lived in grief and sorrow

Since he left me

Where are you, my friend

my friend where are you

Oh my friend, my friend

Where did you go Where did you go

Since she passed away

You no longer like life

Life became miserable

It was black and dark

And I lived in grief and distress

You were a loyal friend

Our friendship was strong

And you are and will remain

Too expensive for me

You are dearer than my brother

We are united by the love of God

Glory be to Him

We walked on the path of the Messenger

We did not follow another path

He is the one who lights my way

But with the permission of the Most Gracious

The Forgiving, the Beneficent Creator

We will get together

in the highest heaven

We live true joy