The most beautiful poem by Nizar Qabbani

Nizar Qabbani

Nizar Qabbani has a wonderful collection of poems, but he has truly gifted us with many poems in which singers used rich, fertile material to express the feelings of love that filled them. In this article you will find the most beautiful sung poems of Nizar Qabbani.

I bear witness

I bear witness that there is no woman

Only you mastered the game

I tolerated my foolishness

Ten years, as I expected

And I was patient with my madness as I was patient

And cut my nails

I arranged my notebooks

Kindergarten took me

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

She looks like an oil painting to me

In thought and behavior except you

And reason and madness except you

and quick boredom

And fast learning

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

You took my interest

Half of what you took

And you colonized me like you did

And you set me free like you did

I bear witness that there is no woman

She treated me like a two-month-old baby

except you ..

And she gave me the bird's milk

Flowers and toys

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

She was as generous as the sea with me

Classy as poetry

And she spoiled me like you did

And you spoiled me like you did

I bear witness that no woman

have made my childhood

It extends to fifty.. except you

I bear witness that there is no woman

You can say it's women...except you

Even in her navel

center of this universe

I bear witness that there is no woman

Trees follow her when she walks

except you ..

And the pigeons drink from the waters of her snowy body

except you ..

The sheep eat the summer grass of their armpits

except you

I bear witness that there is no woman

I summed up in two words the story of femininity

She pitted my masculinity against me

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

Time stopped at her right breast

except you ..

And the revolutions rose from the slopes of her left side

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

The laws of the world have changed except you

and changed

Halal and Haram map

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

Sweeping me in moments of love like an earthquake

burn me.. drown me

You turn me on.. you turn me off

You break me in two like a crescent

I bear witness that there is no woman

Occupy myself the longest occupation

And the happiest occupation

plant me

A Damascene response

And mint

And an orange

Oh woman

I leave under her hair my questions

She never answered a question

Oh woman are all languages

but she

Touch with mind and not said

O navy eyes

And waxy hands

And the wonderful presence

Oh, white as silver

And smooth as crystal

I bear witness that there is no woman

around her waist. Ages meet

And a thousand thousand planets spinning

I testify that there is no woman.. except you, my love

On her arms the first males were raised

And another male

O transparent glimpse

beautiful fair

What a delicious appetite

Childhood forever

I bear witness that there is no woman

I was freed from the judgment of the people of the cave except you

And their idols were broken

And dispelled their illusions

And overthrow the authority of the people of the cave except you

I bear witness that no woman

She received the daggers of the tribe in her chest

She considered my love for her

Abstract of virtue

I bear witness that there is no woman

It came exactly as I expected

And the length of her hair was longer than I wanted or dreamed

And the shape of her breast came

Exactly as planned or drawn

I bear witness that there is no woman

You come out of smoke clouds...if you smoke

It flies like a white dove in my thoughts.. if I think

Oh woman.. I wrote books about her as she is

But despite all my hair

I have remained .. more beautiful than all that I wrote

I bear witness that there is no woman

She made love to me with the utmost civility

And you brought me out of the dust of the third world

except you

I bear witness that there is no woman

Before you, my knots were untied

My body educated me

And I talked to him like a guitar dialogue

I bear witness that there is no woman

except you ..

except you ..

except you ..

Sadness poem

Your love taught me...to be sad

I have been needing it for ages

For a woman who makes me sad

Of a woman I cry in her arms

like a sparrow..

For a woman.. collect my parts

Fragments of broken crystal

Teach me your love.. madam

worst habits

Teach me to open my cup

A thousand times a night

I tried herbal medicine...

And I knock on the door of the fortune tellers..

Teach me...get out of my house...

To clear the sidewalks

I chase your face.

In the rain, in car lights...

And I'm chasing your nose...

even.. even..

in advertisement sheets.

Teach me your love..

How do I wander..hours

In search of gypsy poetry

All the gypsies envy him

In search of a face..for a voice..

It is all faces and sounds

Let your love enter me, my lady

Cities of Sorrows..

And I did not enter before you

Cities of Sorrows.

I never knew..

That tears are human

That man is without sorrow

human memory..

teach me your love..

To act like a boy

to paint your face..

With chalk on the walls..

And on the sails of fishermen

on the bells..

on the crosses

teach me your love..

How love changes the map of time..

Teach me that when I love..

The Earth stops rotating

Your love taught me things..

It was never taken into account

I read children's stories.

I entered the palaces of the kings of the elves

And I dreamed that you would marry me

Sultan's daughter.

Those eyes are clearer than the waters of the bays

Those lips are more delicious than pomegranate blossoms

And I dreamed that I kidnapped her

like knights...

And I dreamed that I would give it to her

Pearl and coral collars..

Your love taught me, my lady, what nonsense is

Teach me how life passes..

The Sultan's daughter does not come.

teach me your love..

How I love you in all things

In the naked bush..

In dry yellow leaves

In the rainy weather.. in the air..

In the smallest cafe..

In the evening, we drink our black coffee.

Your love taught me to shelter..

For hotels that have no names

Churches that have no names

And cafes that have no names

teach me your love..

How the night amplifies the sorrows of strangers..

Teach me.. how to see Beirut

woman..the tyrant of temptation..

A woman.. who wears every evening

Your most beautiful fashion

And she sprays perfume on her breasts

For sailors..and princes..

Teach me your love..

To cry without crying

Teach me how sadness sleeps

Like a legless boy..

On the roads of Raouche and Al-Hamra.

Your love taught me to be sad..

I have been needing it for ages

For a woman.. makes me sad

For a woman.. I cry in her arms..

like a sparrow..

For a woman collecting my parts..

Fragments of broken crystal.

Don't ask me

Don't ask me... What's his name, Habibi?

I fear for you.. the waste of goodness

Squeeze the aroma.. if you destroy it

You were drowned in a scape

I swear.. if you say any letter

Lilacs accumulated in the paths

Don't look for it here in my chest

I let him run with the sunset

You see him in the laughter of the streamers

In the flutter of a playful butterfly

In the sea, in the breath of the pastures

And in the singing of every nightingale

In the tears of winter when he cries

And in the tenderness of the scoop

Do not ask about its loophole.. so please

You have seen the elegance of the unseen

And his eyes are a pure beach

And his waist the rod jig

Virtues.. not included in a book

Nor did the writer's feather claim it

And his chest.. and his neck.. enough

I won't say his name, darling

The cup reader

She sat with fear in her eyes

You look at my upside down cup

She said:

My boy.. don't be sad

Love on you is written

Hey My son,

He died a martyr

He who died on the religion of the beloved

Your cup is a terrifying world

And your life is travels and wars..

You will be loved very much, my son.

And die a lot, my son

And you will love all the women of the earth..

And return as the defeated king

In your life, my son, a woman

Her eyes, Glory be to God

Her mouth is drawn like a cluster

Music and roses made her laugh

But your sky is raining..

And your path is blocked.. blocked

The sweetheart of your heart.. my son

Sleeping in a watched palace

And the palace is big, my son

And dogs guard him.. and soldiers

And the princess of your heart is sleeping..

Whoever enters her room is missing..

Whoever asks for it..

Whoever approaches her garden wall is missing

Who tried to untie her braids..

Hey My son..

Missing.. Missing

I saw.. and stared a lot

But.. I never read

A cup like yours

I never knew, my son.

Sorrows similar to yours

You can... ever walk

In love.. as sharp as a dagger

And remain alone as shells

And you remain as sad as a willow

You can never go...

In the sea of ​​love without castles

Millions of love...

She returns as a deposed king.

The brutal poem

Love me.. without a contract

Lost in the lines of my hands

Love me.. for a week.. for days.. for hours..

I'm the one who cares forever.

I am Tishreen, the month of wind.

The rain...the cold...

I'm October, so crush me

Like a bolt on my body.

Love me..

With all the savagery of Tatar..

With all the heat of the bush

all the ferocity of the rain

Don't stay and don't give up.

And never prepare.

It fell on your lips

all urban civilization

love me..

Like an earthquake... like an unexpected death...

And leave your breasts putty..

With brimstone and sparks...

He attacks me.. like a dangerous hungry wolf

And he amazes me..and hits me..

As rain hits the coast of the islands..

I am a man without destiny

So be.. you are my destiny

And keep me.. on your breasts..

Like engraving in stone.

Love me.. and don't ask how..

And don't stutter out of shame

And don't fall for fear

Love me.. without complaint

Does the scabbard complain when it receives the sword?

Be the sea and the port.

Connie Earth and Exile

Be the wake and the hurricane

Be soft and tough...

Love me.. in a thousand and a thousand styles

Don't be like the summer again...

I hate summer..

Love me.. and say it

To refuse to love me without a sound

And I refuse to show love

In a grave of silence

Love me.. away from the country of oppression and repression

Away from our city, which is full of death.

Away from her fanaticism.

Far from being afraid...

Love me.. away from our city

which from day to day it was

To her love does not come..

God.. does not come..

Love me.. and don't be afraid for your feet

- Madam - From the water

You will not be baptized by a woman

And your body is out of the water

And your hair is out of the water

Your breast is a white duck.

Do not live without water ..

Love me... with my purity... or with my mistakes

With my awakening.. or with my intentions

And cover me..

What a roof of flowers..

Oh henna forests..

Strip ..

And drop rain

On my thirst and my desert..

And melt in my mouth.. like wax

And knead me in parts

Get naked.. and split my lips

Into two halves.. O Moses, in Sinai.