Among the most beautiful love poems that we have received are the poems of Antarah bin Shaddad, who is one of the Arab poets in the pre-Islamic period.
Would you please ask the horse, O daughter of Malik?
If you are ignorant of what you did not know
He tells you who witnessed the incident that I am
I cover the raging and pardon when the spoils
And I reminded you of the spears and the spears
Semen and Indian eggs drip from my blood
I wanted to kiss swords because they are
Your smiling mouth shone brightly
And heavily hated truffle fight
Neither fleeing nor surrendering
I gave him my palm hastily stab
With an intellectual, the sincerity of the heels is corrected
So I doubted his clothes with a deaf spear
Karim is not on the channel Muharram
When he saw me, I wanted him
He showed his eyebrows without smiling
So I stabbed him with a spear, then his height
Muhannad Safi Al-Hadid Makhm
In the midst of war that does not complain
The heroes murmured non-mumble
And I made a raid in the night
Dark black, like the color of Adam's skin
When I saw the people, I came to collect them
They grumble, I repeated, not reprehensible
They claim Antar and spears as if
Two wells in the gum of adham
I still throw them with a hole in his throat
And his gum even seeped with blood
Fazor who signed canna Balbana
He complained to Abrah and Thamham
If only he knew what the interlocutor complained about
And if he had known speech, he would have spoken to me
And I have cured myself and cured my illness
It was said Al-Fawaris Wake Antar my oldest
And the horses break into the dust, frowning
Between a shizma and a bare shizm
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I am death, but I am impatient
On the souls of heroes and death is patient
I am the protective lion who protects those who seek refuge in me
Indeed, he has a description that reminds of eternity
If you find death, his head is circulated
With a sword to drink blood, it becomes crystallized
My blackness is white when you look left
Actual genealogy proud and proud
Except let my neighbor live dear and flex
My enemy is humiliated and remorseful
I defeated Tamima and then recruited their ram
I promised, and my sword will be red from the blood of the people
Banu Abbas blackened in the tribes and proud
A worshiper has a pulpit above the two fishes
If the neighborhood called, I answered it
And horses of death with skulls stumble
Ask the Hindu supervisor in my hand
He tells you about me that I am Antar
If God's command is appreciated
So how does one pass from it and beware?
It has become easy for me to know it for a long time
And what you tell the women I tell
And not wild lions like Hyenas
Not everyone who fought Ajaja Antar
Ask spend this time how many raids
Fvrtjatha and death in it fennel
Firmly resolve if hit with sharpness
The night has passed and he stumbles upon the star
Let me find the quest for the highest
So realize my question or die, so excuse me
And do not be afraid of what is destined for tomorrow
What came to us from the world of the unseen informer
How many warners have come to warn us
He was a messenger glad tidings
Stand up and see, O Abel, my act and my eyes
Taanai if Aajj Mkdder revolted
You see a hero throws knights laughing
And he turns back from them while he is shaggy and dusty
It does not bend until it clears the skulls
The south wind passes by and whistles
And the bodies of people living around the bird
To see the wilderness monster in the desert
