Jarir poems in spinning

I find the souls of the people or not

• Jarir says in Ghazal:

Whether the souls of the people depart or not

Yes, everyone who is concerned with a relaxed sentence

If she smiles, it appears as if she were setting

The symptoms of Muzn begin and hint

This longing aroused a sick eye

She brought a speck that kept the eye amused

With a more capable eye, he shakes off the dew early

Darkness was evident from his side when the morning dawned

And I gave Amr some of his authority

And the one who buys from him, Umamah, will make a profit

The heart was awakened by Salma and she rejoiced with him

And he never met anyone who talked about it

I saw Selima not caring about us

Nor is there any symptom of need that cannot be relieved

If one day the names of our poor people coincide

The names of those snakes are more beautiful

They remained around Asma's boudoir and he sighed

By the names of the towns of the lords I go

Salima says there is no rest in hardship

Indeed, some wounds heal and go away

I love you, for love is the cause of passion

The matter between you and me has almost disappeared

Do you not rebuke those who call me treacherous?

Just as I am concerned behind you, there is an opener behind you

Pain for Salma, I have never seen anything like it

Khalil Musafa is visited and praised

My heart was filled with love and remembrance

He reminded us of Salma on the sound of joy

If you come to her one day as a visitor

A group of people has changed and become bald

God has an eye that continues to remember it

In any case, it starts and ends

The guide of longing and passion is still with me

If I come until he almost appears and exposes himself

I protect my passion from the fear of its being cherished

The eyes and enemies of the people are blind

The feeling that I have been possessed has not yet passed

With it the soul was almost killed by longing

There is no difference between a day and a whole day

And the horses passed by, lunching and departing

What is wrong with our families and they have passed away?

Barih in front of the mount and Sunnah

We measure the remaining sperm on the stones

And they are misdemeanors on the folds of the hayazim

And a day from Gemini that burns pebbles

His eyes almost screamed

He is fiercely blazing, his scent protects the valley

More harmful than the sun when it sets

With the brightest glow of poisons you can see

The tambourines of the harp and the harp are blowing

I set my face before him and a head as it were

From effort and lions, a waved corm

Didn't you know that the dew is from my creation?

And every wealthy merchant makes profit

So do not force me to see the Lord attacking me

He relieves and sets at ease

Except the neighborhood of home is happy that I am

Indeed, I live happily ever after

I love Fatima Diarra

The oppressors wanted to make me sad,

They attacked the crack in my heart and it spread

Your tears overflowed on a tough day

He was clearly in need of remembrance

I spent the night watching every star

He attacked where he found himself and then raided

His heart longs and his eyes meet

From the crosses up and down

If your family arrives, Sulaima

In Darat Salsal, they demolished the shrine

So the heart invites us to its desires

The people of Jahmah hate that you visit Zara

It was as if Majasha was the elite of Neb

They went down the pyramid from Sarara

If they settled Zarud, they built on it

Houses of humiliation and short people

The shameful people are pouring on them

And they were a decision-maker for her wives

Was Al-Farazdaq other than a monkey?

The lightning struck him and he turned around

And when you were staying in a people's house

You departed in disgrace and left a disgrace.

You married Nawar and you did not want to

Let Thaer reach Abu Nuwara

I ransomed you, Farazdaq, the debtor of Laila

We will visit Al-Qain for Hajj and Umrah

Al-Qain remained after the marriage with Laila

Sparks fly on your paths

Did you see that our war against you was defeated?

With the one that was clogged, the gharar slowed down

Haven't you been forbidden from Hafir?

Brown Qart and their crown is Shaqara

I will bet on the narratives, O Ibn Hadjah

May you provide assistance and civilization

Those who worship me will see me, below me,

The depths of death and the deep depths

Have we not known what was prepared?

In the morning of the horror, we should have fallen asleep

And strike with swords when they meet

The horses' hoops are warm with heat

And I obey when the circumstances differ

Bmazul if the soaking is aroused

And praise in the villages and greater victory

And I protect my side and cherish my neighbour

Our anger was light on the day you knew

So We chained the kings with it out of difficulty

Our knights are Otaiba and Ibn Saad

And Fouad Al-Maqanib, where they walked

Among us are Al-Maqilan and Abd Qais

And our knight who prevented the dhamara

The stars do not hope for Banu Aqal

Nor the luminous moon if it is illuminated

And we are the ones who kindle every gap

The enemy will fear fire for you

Have you forgotten Al-Zubayr and the mortgage of Auf?

And compassionate when he exalts you ungodly

Salma is very early, so her firstborn are very early

Salma was very early, and her firstborn had arrived

He split the staff after a meeting with its leader

So we say the nuclei differed

Salma makes a lesson or Tamirha

It has a juicy reed with which it has made its roots

Selma's fastened anklets and bracelets

If we don't get to visit Salma

We are very happy with whoever visits it

Will Hajj Madboura inform me of the reading?

Slow with the actions of sluggish women

Survival under its shade

Following the shadows, their agitation is hot

I wish my poetry was about Salit, had you not found it?

A sage other than Ghassan is a neighbor who helps her

They included the accountant with a similitude

A mean soul, her conscience, calls out to her

You will know what the wise and the well-arranged sing

If the war does not return with peace

Isn't it bad for Salit if she grows up?

Her wings increased and her back became wider

Arat roasts the knights in the morning

When the companies started running, they changed their pace

There is no noble knight with a strong mind

And its stronghold on the day of rampage will be its pits

Fuel the novels with the auction, for you are

You will be stopped from running horses with blood on their throats

I was astonished at the one who called for such a prevailing horde

And Issa was running with the clouds as they were blown away

Isa'iyah of Jesus and the lamb is a celebration

Neither did Aissa or her virginity try to excuse her

If you become extremely hungry, be honorable

If it refuses in the summer, he will reproach it

People who think they wear the abaya

The velvet of my comforter, whose yoke is overturned

If it is said that it is a saddlebag, it becomes ugly

Stirrups and mean stirrups her good tidings

I forbade you from riding on a flatbed

From war the harbinger of war is wrapped in a robe

And you have no patience for honor

Ham chicks bite or bite

You wished to rob the bottom of its people

Like that, the semen made her vanity go crazy

There was an irrigation spot for your barley

And Tal'ah, and its rivulet runs through the pit

Be careful and do not import an honorable one

Important matters fly, including her mentions

It was as if the Sulaitiyan was the ruins of a truffle

For the first offender with the stick to provoke her

Did you get angry at her or sing your praises about her?

Greener than the depths of the hills

If there was a beneficial dream in imitation

When her breasts were jealous for no offense

They built Al-Khatafi and Al-Khail in the days of Sufah

The darkness has fled from you and its light has been torn apart

And in the well of Hisn, a rage overtook her

Its excavation was returned twice

So we came and it was once again a pasture and blessed

She was in labor and found no one to stimulate her

If one day he strays by changing his opinion

Laouf was envious and did not harm her

So, it is better and more likely that he will be followed as an imitator

With the spread of infection quickly

Their wives were stripped on the day of mourning

Her fields became worse and her dowries decreased

The mixture, even if you volunteered, would not help us

O Umm Uthman, love is accidental

It hurts the dreamer and sometimes makes the eye cry

She was concerned about a resource that was legally ours

The echo of the heart's desires heals our echo

How is it to meet you, even though the heat is not in your presence

You are close to us, and your beginning is not our beginning

We desire the wealth of our race, since we have not met anyone after you

Like race, race, nor race

What time has brought about what you have learned

The rope has strictness and the covenant has no forgetfulness

I am changing the night and its stars are not moving

Or did it take a long time until I thought the star was confused?

The eyes that have poplars at the end of them

They killed us and then did not revive those who killed us

They strike the core until it has no movement

They are the weakest pillars of God’s creation

O Lord, He has forsaken us, if He had sought you

He was estranged from you and deprived