Separation
One of the most difficult things that a person may face in his life is the separation of the one he loves, and the separation leaves a great pain in the hearts, so poets wrote a lot of poems about separation to console the one whom she loved from him, so in this article we will present to you sweet poetry about the separation of the beloved.
Marouf al-Rusafi poetry about separation
I tell them the separation is serious
- Slow down, the noose has narrowed
You left in turn, and you did not have mercy
- Interesting does not reveal longing for him
My heart is above your heads
- And my tears are falling under your feet
God said he who led a moment
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And keep my eyes to the dark clouds
- And if you forget the fluffy eggs
When will the heart wake up and it has been administered
- He has a cup of passion
And people are only those who get hurt
- The rams have a penetration
As if no heels hit me
- And its square was not hit by a gallery
So I swept it to the side with a dump
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Cold iron to blame my heart
- If he has no ways to knock
Karim Maatouk felt about the separation
I don't carry old knots
Peace be upon your loss of my blood
Shut up
Allow me once again to reveal the secret of our estrangement
And the secret of a story crossed veiled with covers of darkness
They said forbidden.
I said that we remain forbidden
Sadness brings sadness
Persistent despair, fear
Selected torment, fake
And the colors of gloom harmoniously
Love stories do not always end
Red or white board
Or an olive branch and flocks of pigeons
We settled for another story
A wonderful parting
He does not bow to longing and memory, and accepts blame
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And we prayed the abandonment prayer
It was a big party and I was the imam
And we agreed..
Before this day, I don't remember that we agreed
However, we are keen on killing our inquisitive fancies
And we agreed to forget
We gave birth to a dead nostalgia
Get up..
Today's rubble calls for you to come in a coffin
rubble or debris
There is no chest after today that embraces us
There is no palm if it touches palm
Epic warmth and mysteries grow
Harmony threatens her
Get up..
Feelings dulled and speech weaned him
We chose the violence of our disappointment
We were cold in our feelings
And we concluded contracts of desertion until the end of the world
And the sleeps pronounce us
And we clashed..
We do not see the dawn of salvation
We bowed to the heights
Like two dead men on the horizon, we sleep.
Poetry about separation by Mahmoud Darwish
Patriot your forehead, so listen to me
Don't leave me behind the fence like a wild weed, a deserted dove
Don't leave me a miserable moon, a beggar planet among the branches
Don't leave me free with my grief
And hold me with a hand that pours the sun over the windows of my prisons,
And you used to burn me, if you had a passion for my stones
Olive me in my net..
My ventricles are patriotic to your forehead, so listen to me
do not leave me.
Antara bin Shaddad's poetry about separation
For those who appeared in the valley of the sand, Bali
- His traces were erased by the north wind
I stood by him with tears from my eyelids
- Overflowing on his old songs
I am asking about the girl of Banu Qarad
- And about her peers of beauty
And how does a referral fee answer me
- Far does not mean a question
If the crow shouted, Shajani
- And my tears ran like pearls
And tell me about the types of razaya
- And by desertion after arrival
Crow between what you have every day
- You are stubborn and you have preoccupied me
As if I had been slain by the edge of my sword
- Your chicks or your snipe with ropes
For the sake of your father heal the wound of my heart
- And the spirit of my secret fire with the article
And tell about Ubilah where she stayed
- And what the hands of the nights did to it
My heart is a wanderer in every land
- He accepts the effect of the slippers of beauty
And my body in the mountains of sand lying
- Imagination shakes the spectrum of imagination
And in the valley on the branches a bird
- He wails and his wailing is high in the air
So I said to him and he showed wailing
- Leave the complaint, for you are not present
My tears are overflowing and you are crying
- Without tears, that is crying
God beard parting and did not take care of it
- How much my heart doubted the arrows
I fight every stubborn tyrant
- Separation kills me without a fight.
Words about parting
- When parting, leave your eyes to speak, so the one who loved you will read its blackness, and make your farewell a painting of feelings, artists are desperate to paint it and cannot, for this is the last thing that time will record in your balance.
- After parting, do not wait for the moon to rise to complain to him of the pain of distance, because he will disappear to throw away what he has carried, and return to us a new moon. And this is the year of the universe, the day it carries you and the day you carry it.
- Your sun has disappeared from my sky, my love, so the whole universe has become complete darkness, the whole universe has become without any colors, features, and sounds. Nothing but the echo of your voice is ringing in my ears. Your eyes when saying goodbye.
- After the separation, everything became slow, the minutes and hours became burning, and I began to burn in seconds.
- Together we always shared joys and sorrows, we always tried to steal beautiful moments from our days, we tried to make these moments long, we tried to achieve lasting happiness and love, we always tried to stay together until the end of life, but it never occurred to us that the meeting does not last, and that the judiciary Destiny is the master of the situation, and we have no power over the expenses of fate and its vicissitudes.
- Separation is sadness like the flames of the sun, it evaporates memories from the heart, to raise them to its heights, so the eyes respond to it with a scattering of their water; To extinguish the flames of memories.
- Separation is the silent killer, the dead conqueror, the wound that does not heal, and the disease that carries its cure.
- Separation is like love, letters cannot describe it.
- I wish time would return, and the meeting would remain forever, but no matter how many years have passed, death will remain groaning, and memories will remain a dictionary on which the touches of farewell and separation are frequent, and farewell and death is survival.
- And if the days separate you, do not remember who you loved except with every sincere feeling, and do not speak about him except with everything that is wonderful and noble, for he gave you a heart, and you gave him a lifetime, and there is nothing more precious than the heart and life in a person’s life.
- It is difficult for true love to end as a result of a trivial matter, and it is even more difficult for the separation to continue because each party is waiting for the signal to return from the other.