Arabic poetry

Hamid Zaid Al-Jamahra words

The poem “Al Jamhara” by the poet Hamid Zaid:

I swear to God, I made mistakes, and the mistake that brought them right was right

I am slow and I see greed revealing their desire and concealment

What dictates the eyes of the envious in this time is dirt

And whoever does not repent of the mistake is forbidden to excuse him

Who from the first ruin sure followed by ruin

And the hazelnut that does not revolt with its goal will frighten it

And you want me from the mistake of people close to you

The friend who earned his love will not lose it

My problem is that I didn't know how to count them

I cut them in my chest on the memory of poems and throats

A voice arrives in his pulpit and a speech after it is a speech

And the kind that disturbed the voice of the preacher and his pulpit

There are no tears that my loved ones poured in my face and I was disappointed

Neither the blue of my grief over Ghali, nor the joy of his sacrifice

All those who go out with me are a memory of those who go out

And what remains for me from the torment of my fiercest and most dangerous path

Because I avoided drowning, I ran over the clouds

Because most of my friends have not seen good fruit

I swear I didn't put a veil between hatred and brotherhood

Until they became a quarter of me on the distress I thank him

Yesterday, necks revolted against me, and necks gave me necks

Yesterday, the heaviest blood of yesterday, and the ignoble of it

Hib, the face of envy, and how they gathered and missed

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How the years that gave me scattered them scattered them

The impact of calamities Matjik only from close people

And this time, even the brother who you trust, beware of him

God does not bless a companion who is disturbed by a word of reproach

And God does not bring together the men who separate them once!

I returned myself every time I stressed the passengers

I didn't stop my face by way of except to answer his experience

The friend who does not come from his companionship is torment

I vowed that he would not leave me, nor am I the one who would leave him

Whoever opens a door for my teams, I will open twenty doors for him

And if my brother does not appreciate my brothers, what do I appreciate

If they go, I am innocent of them for the Day of Judgment

And if they were wounded, tell them what they moved in his hair

See them around the year and do not take an answer from me

The best medicine for the one who provokes you to despise him

I collected their papers in a book and closed the book

O time why Elly Tlmh and spread Elly Tntherh

When I was young, I greeted them again

What my friend saved me for the black day is what I save

After yesterday's depression, I no longer carry depression

Al-Tayeb dragged me and I am not missing a scuff

He who is afraid of thirst leaves us expelling the mirage

And who is not as dark as darkness and his loneliness does not make him sleepless

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I drank the thirst, so my face burned and melted

I broke my mind before friendship breaks it

I lost the one who is absent other than all the absences

I have forgiven a world that deserves forgiveness

I am the most person who learns from many mistakes and injuries

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I am the last tongue to speak in the time of gossip

I am the poem that removed from his notebook a million fangs

I am the only one who collected a million tusks in his notebook

My eyelids and his wound, the vigil, and my tricks guided him by the odds

My tears were wasted, my laughter was scarce, most of my life wasted

She grew old with the minds of the Arabs, feared the Russians

A crowd of people their age does not know the crowd

I became a wolf only because those around me were wolves

I was absent only because pardon when the ability

You see your happiness, because you carried a word of reproach to your friend

What you said to his face, he didn't blame him with his back

In this time, only dirt fills the eyes of the envious

Nor is the lucky shot that hits him panicking

And you are the one who made the mistake of close people

The friend who earned his love will not lose it

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