Poetry about friends

Friendship is one of the highest social relationships that is based on affection and cooperation and makes us feel that there are people who stand by us in good times and bad without waiting for interests. Therefore, many poems were written about friendship.

We have chosen for you a poem about companions by the poet Imran Al-Qazun, and the poem The Loyal Friend by the poet Fawaz Al-Adwani, which we hope you will like.

Poetry about companions by the poet Imran Al-Qazun

Friends they sing about and friends we sing about... And our friends died and our friends stayed behind

Friends of mine...Azila... Friends who have been with us for many years...

If I wanted to, we would not be absent from them for a night......... Ali and Al-Fawa, and I, the mind, am addicted to them.

The greatest amount of effort scares away what we are forming......and in the wake of my ordeal, they forget all their ordeals.

I have great friends, Anchila……. We stab their enemy before he stabs them

Friends, what a place they are... Forget my worries, where will we find them?

Companions who will dry me up on the day when I will dry them... Companions of adversity, and eternity is their protector.

Always on a fixed line. Their principle... How pure gold is their metal?

Friends of Maijini Su, who follows them……. And Dima is a great former one of them

My friends are not Sahil, I want to suffice with them……. And I have the treasuries of the earth, nothing to use them

Enemy friends of mine... Friends who left me no longer respond

Companions on the right fingers count... Companions of desolate graves, mourn them.

Friends before they were determined and committed... The best are the builders of the house in their homeland

They are distinguished far and near... Ajwad is not left behind. Their halters are tightened

God is always under the dirt they spread……. After glory and glory, and the days are dull

They traveled and missed me...the source of their fire is still within me.

Friends, where can we give them my eyes watering……. And as the attention goes, we will not forget them

Friends from afar, Aijoni……. When adversity is difficult for them

My friends during the day were miserable for me... The enemy's horsemen terrified them

Friends, once again I am afraid, my doubters……. If he brings the answers, he will not give them

Friends as you said……. Without hesitation, I regret their company

Scoundrels, when they are satisfied, they change their steps... We die of thirst for me and not for their help.

A decision that he took as a convoy at their gap...even when they were injured, my mind buried them

I shake my shoulders and everyone makes them laugh... and appreciates the family and the woman makes them mad.

There is nothing but lying in their faces...the hotbed in which their bodies are safe.

What is most important in them...? He tried, but he met with punishment

A scoundrel who changed his character and his mistakes... Deleting his account for his family and friends

There is no longer any good among them for their Prophet……. And the countryside forces me to their residence

May God protect me from them and their flocks... and I will no longer mix my milk with their milk.

Both of them are out of their minds, but they are not in their right... in every assembly they wait to be cursed.

Friends who sing and friends we sing about...and friends who have died and friends we have left behind...

The poem The Loyal Friend - by the poet Fawaz Al-Adwani:

Oh my concern, is the poetry out of order?

And he created a lot of poetry without any confusion

He created rhymes with thought without correction

Qifan makes it easy even if it is difficult

And difficult rhymes, my son is turning gray

And most of the calamities in my eyes are small

I looked at Fadunya and saw the astonishment

I saw souls turning from the air

In these days everyone became called Theeb

And the wolf is lost in the steps and the path

Someone else, my friend, has no pocket money

I cleaned my pocket for some vile things

Be patient with the friend lest he suffer a defect

And shame on Manho, shame on his clan

My friend, say hello without greeting

I bear witness that it is great, my clan

And whoever does not appreciate his friend, then he is responsible

What is his place among the prominent ambassadors?

Sometimes you come across without packing

It accompanies the one in which the verb is about a clan

Good opinion and speculators have speculators

And his chest expanded the peninsula

In conclusion, my friend, may you be well

She associates with those who do not violate his conscience

Another poem about friends:

I have increased their number by a quarter and companions

But the deputies all forgot about me

Ashnab and Ashnab fell from my eyes

I wish they appreciated me for the sake of companionship

Time passed and you told me a quarter and friends

It's time for all the deputies to help me

Among them, he is a compliment and a liar

The day I came to them, they did not know me

People disappeared and people in distress disappeared

I never thought they would deny me

Doors and doors closed in my face

And they raced to my downfall, stabbing me

Even relatives who call them relatives

You gloated and they all fought me

Without arguments, positions, or reasons

They all attacked me for no reason

The day the years changed and time disappeared

With their suspicions and hatred, they destroyed me

I tried them, but I was disappointed in them

They disguised themselves and now they praise me

They respond to me with admiration

After the years they boycotted me

You see the goat inside my heart for a long time... And the one I cherish, I see in my eyes as sweeter than an angel, and if the friend of my heart asks about his friendliness……..the one who cherishes you will say to him, it is true that he will never forget you, so are you truly a true friend..!! There is nothing in the world more beloved to my eyes than the sight of friends and family. The most delicious music pleases my ears, the sound of good news of the return of friends.