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Friendship is a beautiful word that contains, in each of its letters, honesty emanating from the soul, warmth coming from the conscience, hope, optimism, sincerity, and strength in love and affection. It gives us love and affection, as it is a breath of fresh air that flows between friends, and here in this article I have collected for you poetry about... Beautiful friendship.

The generosity of the Lord of palm trees is not considered very good

• Ahmed bin Abdullah bin Suleiman Al-Qada’i Al-Tanukhi Al-Maarri, was born and died in the Maarat Al-Numan region, and one of the most beautiful poems of Abu Alaa Al-Maarri.

The generosity of the Lord of palm trees is not considered very great

Until the crows are generous to the black ones

How treacherous are mankind, how fearful they were brought up

So they left him after Aquila's training

This life has brought us knowledge

To food and cover with robes

If you had not felt, the body would have been cast down

The sting of a camel or the falling of a young man

So abandon your friend if you fear corruption in him

Satire begins with youth

The hand is cut off if there is a fear of death by it

On the arm with appreciation and causation

The paths of souls to others are misleading

And they are terrifying for the sake of horror

You hope for an opening and a lot of water on one side

If he gets rid of the narrowing of the tubes

Have you not seen the passage of time coming?

On the hearts with hatred and love

And every living thing has an ear

It was not devoid of snitches and slander

I was amazed by the Romans, time did not guide them

He eventually guided him to Sabur or Pip

If you make the green sea protective

The king is protected by green dragonflies

Your enemy benefits from your friend

• Abu Al-Hasan Ali bin Al-Abbas bin Jurayj, one of the poets of the Abbasid era, was born and died in Baghdad. Among his most beautiful poems about friendship are:

Your enemy benefits from your friend

Do not seek out too many companions

The disease is what you see most

Diverts from food or drink

If a friend turns into an enemy

Clearly, things are about to turn

Even if a lot was good, it would be

Accompanying a lot of truth

And the deeps are not filled with narrations

And the irrigation of sperm is torment

O you who are close to the heart

• Elijah Abu Madi is a Lebanese poet and one of the most famous poets in the diaspora, and one of the most beautiful poems that was said about friendship is:

O you who are close to the heart

And you are far from my sight

My longing for you is more than...

The sound yearning for humility

I would love to meet you just like that

The thirsty brother loves roses

And the cores keep me away from you

I repel this objection

Your taunts responded

Collected from Al-Durr Al-Nadhid

Your speech is like pearls

As if the paper was good

I complain to you and you are not to blame

If the sufferer complains about the restrictions

A long time will never happen

His father is anything but dull

And what's wrong with them

If you come to them other than the promises

Spectators and what is spectatorship?

They have nothing but ingratitude

They don't know of courage

Other than what monkeys knew

Sian said with satisfaction

About me or extreme discontent

Who does not believe in promises?

He does not believe the threat

A person, if he counts the men

Their number is folded

Refuse to allow their nature

Not everyone who has money is generous

I warm them with its freshness

Harder than hard stone

Albanan frowned at his presentation

Al-Lujain is ransomed from the delegations

He is afraid of his guests

The little one's fear of the Jews

Unhappy is the one who does not benefit

From men and it is of no use

I find it useless

His existence is harmful to existence

Not a friend who is above appropriate

• Mahmoud Sami bin Hassan Hussein bin Abdullah Al-Baroudi Al-Masry, an Egyptian poet, is one of the poets of the modern era. Among his poems about friendship are:

Not the friend whose suitability is above him

Rather, the friend whose integrity is pure

If time has overwhelmed you, its resolves have not failed.

Or you are overcome by anxiety whose means have not abated

He takes care of you both far and near

And do not let yourself be deprived of good things

Not like the one who claims to be friendly and inward

With the embers of his hatred, his cauldrons boil

He condemns his brother's actions, showing regret

To make people believe that sadness is all-encompassing

That is hostility disguised as courtesy

So beware of him and know that God will fail him

Jaffa and this is a fazor or his friend's boredom

• Bashar bin Burd Al-Uqaili, one of the veteran poets who lived through the end of the Umayyad era and the beginning of the Abbasid era. Among his poems about friendship are:

Jaffa and this is a fazor or his friend is bored

And I hate him that he still blames him

My friend, do not deny the heat of passion

Nor has the comfort of the saddened his loved ones been shattered

The soul was healed by what happened to its servant

And he did not meet his heart and his desires

So Arzam shortened his heart, but rather

He is tempted by the touch of passion and demands it

If he is a taster, your brother is a lover of passion

Directed in each of its stirrups

So give him the face of separation, and do not be

The mount of a traveler of many sects

Your brother who, if she raised him, said, “It is only.”

I complained, even if I blamed him because he was on his side

If you are in all things blamed

You have not met your friend whom you do not blame

So live alone or pray for your brother

Bitter and repulsive sins

If you have not repeatedly drunk from the filth

I am thirsty and no one can clear his thirst

On a dark night, his daughters sleep

And his children are his relatives and his stepchildren

I protected my eyes and the eyes of my mount with it

Delicious taste until its roots became apparent

And water in which you can see the feathers of a diver

Life is hidden as soon as its wounds soften

Close to Taghreer, far from the villages

The constant user of the night made me drink it

The secret ally is not deceived by his advantage

He forgot it, and his sides are not weak from it.

I swallow my badger as if it were his food

On a triangle whose eyebrow is bleeding from the eras

He is jealous of his friends and does not like him

It is a mixture and its companions cannot hope for anything other than it

If he has not grazed for years, he will try a pasture

He finds his excuse and plays with him

Aqab estranged his sons from his daughters

With the bruise until his clothes can be felt

He grazed and grazed the wetlands for ninety nights.

I will stay and the Rawdah will carry out his sins

When the heat took over and the soil was squeezed out

The summer light comes from a star whose flame is ignited.

The anemone birds flew and covered themselves

Among the Almighty are the likes of the filled ones, their paths

And it was turned away from the Quraysh shul and desolate

The offspring of Al-Samad from what his talents entrusted him

And the oryx took refuge in the shade and covered the thorns.

From the summer comes a roar whose caravans trudge

She became a pubic woman complaining about her sight.

To cowardice, but she does not address him

He kept dividing his affairs with Alia

Should Lord go early or accompany him?

When the face of the dispute appeared, he was terrified

From the night, he turned his boat to the water

It was night, and the darkness hid its figures

He plunders her, Umm al-Huda, and she plunders him

If you dance in the night mission, include it

To an approach like the galaxy, which I do not like.

Until a law occurred in Al-Ghātāt

From the water its sides were surrounded with terrors

There is a clamor of women protesting against the governor

Just as his grasshoppers made noise on a hot day

So he accepted it as secretly and with his own eyes

Trud, and in the law, who watched it?

Brother blue and yellow tolerant formula

A harvester attracts her and she attracts him

If you groan, it resonates

The patient's groaning is answered by the patient

It is as if wealth has given me a harsh right hand

On him, except that what you approached does not approach him

It goes to the mother of two daughters, Yaoudah

If he comes to her silently or if she makes him noisy

When he dangled in the secret, he was deceived

The thick flesh of a sniper who is not steadfast

He shot and the arrow wiped his stomach

And he obeyed, and death was his affliction

He agreed with stones that deterred his growth

He became very wealthy and old

Manaya is afraid if my friend leaves

It is as if the prayers in the place suit it

I told him: Iraq is his place

It is dire if its wings fall on you

Perhaps you will protect me with your walk in the darkness

A trustworthy brother, you will find virtues

From the neighborhood, Qais Qais Aylan. They are

The eyes of dew from them quench his clouds

If the deprived denier has his ropes tied

Their love led to his desires

And a transit day that was overwhelmed or overwhelmed by it

Its appearance is as much as the drinker quenches the water

I took my flight to the next stage

He marches, and his rider has fulfilled his duty

The dustiest dancing figures are misleading

Its sources and causes are unknown

He would have defeated the Banu Aylan if he had succeeded in killing them

It adds to every active agent its components

To the friend

• Also among Elia Abu Madi’s poems about friendship:

How honorable is he who does not accompany the servant?

So destroy your tool and break your pen

And have mercy on your tender youth, they are

Do not hold and bear the pain

How much do you call them when they fell asleep?

I thought you could hear the Ramma

What has been done in their ears is deafening

As if they were deaf in their ears

The people need their concern

Or are you one of those who create worries?

By God, if you were (Ibn Sa`idah)

Adba (and Hatim Tai) generosity

And (Galen) spread his wisdom

And knowledge (rasta is not) and the shema

And preceded (Columbus) discovered

And I wanted Addison determined

So I took away this sea pearl

And they loved him regularly

The secrets of existence were revealed to them

And you made every nation apart

You were not accused of them

I found Al-Hur accused

They were humiliated by the world, so there is no blessing

The world knew them and we did not resent them

As if in others they were created

As if they had chosen nothingness

Or whatever you see, whenever they are affiliated

We pray, neither Arab nor Ajna

They are not dangerous and they claimed

The West is dangerous and has no claims

humiliated by their ignorance

The strong are divided

The sea is magnified and it is a community

And see it easier what always sees

And the fence is still abstaining

If some of them deny it, we will destroy it

And the people are never rebellious

As long as the back is locked up

What a writer and what he suffers

In a nation, each nation is not similar to the other nations

If Bah did not surrender his dignity

And sin is all that is concealed

He cries and you laugh at him as a distraction

Ignorance makes you cry al-Hajji smiled

It came and felt the existence of it

And it will proceed which is what note

Weakened, it is not surprising if you are digested

Al-Layth, had it not been for his trouble, they were digested

I have seen the universe, its age

Like the sea, its whale eats palma

Al-Muqdam is not merciful to the creek

Or have mercy on the sheep

Oh my friend, and your passion attracts me

So that I may count mercy between us

No harm to us, and kindness heals

That the reunion is not complete

People read what you write

Ink, and your blood brother reads it

So anticipate a soul, change its reference

He bit the reindeer after he regretted it

You are not changing their creatures

Until the earth is a sky

Your visit did not lose its meanings

Glue destroys its light in darkness

My hand preceded their obsessions

And she said when they accompanied the dumb

If measured to their masterpieces

Their masterpieces were her servants

Like a wind I have never seen before I hear it

Very drunk, modest

Wasteland is taken by the brother of Jab

The elegant wasteland forgets the drawing

I kissed him longing, so he ribbed him

Like my ribs full of dharma

The planets are in their homes

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It is time that does not roast, and they are calamities

• Habib bin Aws bin Al-Harith Al-Tai, was born in Syria and died in Mosul. His poetry was famous for its strength and majesty. Among Abu Tammam’s poems about friendship:

Time does not roast, and calamities come

Most men's hopes are false

Mostly there is no one who can overcome a calamity

Rather, death is undoubtedly the one who will prevail

And I said my brother. They said a related brother

I said, “But the Shukul are relatives.”

My brother-in-law has determination, opinion, and doctrine

Even if it distances us in the appropriate principles

As if he had never said a day, as if he had never said

To his saying: “Hearing is desired.”

The club did not utter a word about Faisal

Sinaniya in its two pages of experiences

And I never gave up the doubt of his opinion

His opinion and deputies did not agree with me

My friend passed away and left behind the broadcast and sorrow

I admired my patience after him when he was dead

I was a person crying blood while he was absent

However, all the days have passed

Wonders even there are no wonders!