Poems Hamed Zaid

Hamid Zaid

Hamid Zaid has many poems that have spread all over the Arab world. He is a contemporary poet with a refined style in formulating the word. Let's see some of his poems that met with great success.

الذهب

Oh, how many friends and loved ones accompanied you

And what a lot in my distress they humiliated me

Most of what I promised them a cover and a veil

As much as I needed them and leave me

Khoh became the price of a handful of soil

The same notable one who helped me... they forgot me

Without mentioning differences, veins, and lineages

There were three...and the three were my eyelids

I taught them and paralyzed the goals

And when their arms were strong... they shot me

Because the youngest of them is Omar, they became parties

Ashan I believe them poem Oazmoni

Whoever succeeds, my name implanted fangs in them

Even advice they didn't want to advise me

As long as the gifts have debt and fees

By God, if I asked for their sin, they would not have given me

Advice seeker, be a slave seeker

And it is advice?! How if they married me?

I was writing to myself Mshareh and reproach

I do not know that the one who is my horns... my horns

Minds and hearts conflicted without me

Someone wanted someone else...and someone wanted me

I lock a fringe... fringes watch over my hair

I locked them in my eyelids

If I saw them alone... they would see me as swarms

Where are they from? They looked at me

My enrichment among them is nerve-wracking

And upset each other if they see me

Oh my big eyes and I'm a young Tony

And the most important book of poetry, Harbouni

Even if it falls on two shooting stars

It is enough for me that my name is big in my eyes

Kidd My parents said: If I gave them say: I don't want

If they appreciate you, say: You don't appreciate me

As long as my grave is embracing Ras Murqab

Bury me as much as you can

If Mani wolf, wolf bone collapsed

If I didn't know, I would prove my existence

If they lived well, they died in absence

If I can't erase their paper, erase me

I became the hardest because they were the hardest

I made them mad like they made me mad

Maget replaced their liver poetry and speech

Lynn double liver who left me

Oh woe to my face, tears have claws

What dried mah nor ashamed of my stabs

All I see is suspicious and suspicious

He was the only one who moved me

A kiss of prayer, remembrance, reverence, and a book

And my mother is on the carpet of light without me

Pray for me God opens doors in my face

You beg him to be my help

Many of what Kvasha praying melted

She began to feel that my colleagues hated me

Her skin: I have a quarter and my companions

Mani alone and I find the one who wants me

From the day my pen won all the titles

I cut them in my notebook and save me

God gave them cousins ​​and uncles

From the day I came I liked them and liked me

And their admiration for me is what any admiration is

In my style, in my explanation, in my opinion, in my color

If I said about myself (human) .. I became a liar

If I said: (My blood is of gold), believe me

If Bkifm was planted derby herbs

If they can look like me, look like me

From the many of what they have become of my nature relatives

Even wearing their candles, they imitated me

Wajid invited me and closed the door without me

And many people I cry for what I am

If they were long enough to demolish the levels and folds

It was your faults from the time they destroyed me

Madam, put faults and insults in me

I avoided them as they avoided me

Originally, if my brothers were a nuisance

I slaughtered myself before they slaughtered me

I am my hand if you give me clothes

A vow on me to cut off my hand from my buttocks

It's not a shame to come invited and not see welcome

The fault if I came back if they called me

As long as I come and do not count me account

I was forbidden to go if they wanted to come to me

Dagger treachery

May God forgive the treachery of daggers and ribs, heroes

I forgive and leave you under the dark darkness alone

Your intruder saved your tears, you see the waste of tears as humiliation

And you see that there is no one who is patient like my patience in your sieve

I am ashamed of my words and men are actions

And if I say cut your ropes, you see me cutting your ropes

In order to win the fringe of your eye, you have swallowed the torment

Forms of your wish to take pity on my condition so that I can pity your condition

A level in my life is something that is not mentioned or moved

Even the enemy, and he is the enemy, does not do your deeds

You touch me on the worries and make me on the sieve

Twist me your gospels and fall short of your guide

I bore the fatigue for your sake, while my burden is swaying mountains

I departed from the torment, and I only stood on your side

What do you think every time you come to be humble, you came to brag?

With you automatically, when will I be patient and patient with you?

Like what I accepted for your eyes, you need to give birth to me with enthusiasm

And just as I have sensed your decency, my heart is kind to you

I am alone with Jaberni, I will go with you this way

You see, because I sell to you, and I am the youngest of your children

I came to adore you, the pulse and the feelings of what I adore you (statue)

I came to live in you and live in you and stay in you and stay for you

I came thirsty lover tired expels the mirage of the night

I came to provoke your satisfaction from your separation and came to you

I didn't care about you sane, I used to adore you madly

I didn't love you alive, I used to adore you mortal

Imagine how much I am afraid of getting upset

I'm afraid to step on your spectrum and trample your shadows with my feet

I followed you and the Arabs follow the thunder of the careless lightning

And I saw the rain following you in your travels

As if the one who created your beauty created me with your body as shadows

And I became the closest body that walks with you with your feet and your turn

Father, your heart feels that he has lost men with his love

His queen from the blink of an eye and lost his satisfaction with your negligence

It is true that separation is tougher, but union is impossible

I am difficult to please your ego and weak before you

After I achieved my eyes, after you, there are hopes for rest

come back to watch? Oh my brother, may God be with you, and neither will you

Instead of looking at me, I come to you every day

By being closer than your clothes to you and not prepared for you

I will scatter you and scatter you and collect you and return and scatter you carelessly

I betray you, upset you, and please you, and upset you, and please you

I will paint your face in the soil and bury your image in the sand

I cry to the Arabs for your separation and laugh at your torment

I give you separation and I give you separation

Do as I see you do, and do your actions

To know who among us is grumpy and who has peace of mind

Your father tasted my cup and I taste your cup

Advice and keep it short or long with you

My father, listen to my words, Zain, and put them in your mind

If you are loved by children, I have children's gifts for you

no! Preach after the love of what is in your mind

And if you meant to insult my name, to gloat the torture

You see, neither you nor anyone else! Nor ten of your forms

the mother

My poem has increased its beauty in my eyes

And I took the purest meanings Jzalha

And write their meanings of longing and exuberance

To my mother and I, the youngest poet among her children

I wrote it in my loneliness on the day of my trip

When Tralali travel Ma Tralha

My mom and I describe her as her love

And if I told her my poem, she said it

My mom has a heart and a home hollow

The prestige of what he loved

Closer than my shadow while I am in the midst of my estrangement

And I see closer to her than her shadow

My eyes did not see other people

Nor does the Lord of creatures create its example

The most precious human being among all people

And more honorable than the hands of the Mazoon and its carelessness

Follow her satisfaction and hope to increase her closeness

And what I asked for from my life

Honesty is its anchor and longing is its sea

Kindness and a sense of priceless capital

I wander in her and smile on her heart

He asks and my heart answers her question

And if you ask me something, I will be impulsive

I die and carry her tiredness instead

And be patient with the world, sorrows and fatigue

And I carry on board the mountains of its mountains

And I stay awake tormenting the heart's comfort with hardship

I live suffering, but her mind is relieved

The upbringing of my father, who is good to mention

Who gave me life and its scope

Light my paths for me as a novice child

Until one of her men left me

Parents are the first to be kind to them

And the first to honor and justify souls

I say it and I rely on God

God knows my ability and possibility

O word more precious than all people

O sun in my heart far away

Oh joy dictates my entire universe

O tree grows and its shadow grows

The world laughs at me, I saw her death

Like the sky Tazha champion crescent

And keep away from it, O people of custom, what is destined for it

There is no doubt that my fire is increasing with its flames

I don't live in a country with no flames on its land

And my father's eyes were what they were before her

A land my mother trampled under her sand

I will die in it and be buried in its sands

The first rain

In the name of God is the greatest and the first of the rain is knights

Its clouds came, and the wall was built of mud

Be rich grow buildings and walls

And the sky was raining sheikhs and sultans

Naw, may God pour it out on Dasman Palace

And it rained down on the poor, the weak

Oh Sheikh Jaber, O Salil Kahilan

I bear witness that there are few like you

I say a word and we do not regret it

I will not return to Miami men

I traveled countries and crossed countries

Many people passed by my eyes

Most of what I saw brave people

I have not seen such Sheikh Jaber me now

God gathered the goodness of the earth with a human being

Crimea God created on the mind and religion

Sultan, but he is what kind of sultan

One is worth millions in our eyes

Your good sheikh exhausts minds and minds

The look of your ambition tires the mind and the eye

The duration of your condemnation lasted for mankind and elves

And your good deeds are gray with devils

From the quasi-masters of the Arabs, you are wrong

You are the only one who turned the scales

By God, if I praise the goodness of so-and-so

I scared you where and scared their spring where

The difference is clear, and the arrogance is different

People have come to know good and bad

If the rulers of the Arabs increased faith

What was lost from our hands Palestine

Ya shielda who is not disturbed or because

Yasif Adil basket time for years

O Fazaa Al-Mubli, Leah, Jack Manhan

O longing for the necks of the distinguished necks

Who does not look at your tolerant face?

And who does not invite you to know your value, Zain

And whoever does not have the honor of talking to you is a loss

And who does not reach you and kiss your poor hands

Without you, we would not have existed, nor would our glory have been

Without your justice, the laws will not last

Praising other people decreases

And goodness from others is like the duration of the debt

Oh Kuwait, you will miss the maps and homelands

And make it easy for your glory, dates and years

And license on your business coffins and shrouds

And sweeten your sand arterial bleeding

Oh Kuwait Hanna for adversity and sorrows

We came to die and you to live

Your dignity remains, preserved and preserved

And if the souls of the Arabs are lost, they will not be lost

God created us to enmity aggression

And our chests are cleared by stabbing knives

And if your envy hits, it will be shaken forever

Hanna, with a stroke, divides the plural into two halves

Even if they were in the middle of the fields, two crusts

We are the peel in us, in the fields

And if the diet among them is a diet of brothers

We are on a crazy diet

There is a field for chaos and a field for actions

Glory has a path, and magnanimity has titles

Pride has people, and dates have two clues

Death has a marketplace and experiences have addresses

Yabo Mubarak, by God, you are Kahilan

And I bear witness that there are few like you

Kindness passed me by shapes and colors

And I met rulers, kings and sultans

Most of what I saw brave rulers

I have not seen such Sheikh Jaber me now.

Separation of the elderly

God helps reason and establishes religion

In grief, neither forgotten nor transient

With our chests as if stabbed by knives

And our eyes are like shrouds and graves

We mourn for the distant elders

How do we grieve over Sheikh Jaber?

O Akbar Gla tears on the eye

O dearest of those who mourn on the platforms

Oh tired of your sympathy, the glory of the sultans

And your asceticism is confirmed by the highness of the laboratories

Oh God created a home for the poor

Oh truest poem Silth inks

You left and left your love we have a debt

You taught us the meaning of separation of the elderly

Sir, where do we get as kind as you are?

And you who grow up and others grow up

If Gaberna is absent, Gaber will come from where

And we are your pleasures, as you are told

Hanna makes us cry for the separation of those who are far away

How about we cry over the death of Jaber