The most beautiful poem in praise of the Messenger

The Prophet praised the fearful and fearful Aman

By the poet Al-Busiri:

The Prophet’s praise is the safety of the fearful and fearful

So praise him, whether improvised or not.

And do not become attached to homelands or countries

Do not stop at a quarter or a hill

Describe the beauty of God’s Beloved individually

By its description, it is the best of description and ghazal.

His two basils are on the flower of usury

His two basils are from Al-Zahra Fatima

The best of women and a close relative of Imam Ali

If I praise a relative of his lineage

He is the relative to praise the Master of the Messengers

Muhammad is the best of the messengers that I have witnessed

Thanks to him, the prophets of the first era

He is no longer beautiful in character and character

His love for every Khali never faded

Stop the reason for the sick person’s Sunnahs from Sunnahs

For in it is the cure for madness and imbecility

And exalt thought in the gardens of its intellect

The one who sent the Prophet Muhammad

By the poet Jarir:

Indeed, the one who sent the Prophet Muhammad

He made the caliphate a just imam

You have benefited in that you have prevented embarrassment

He charged tithes on the coastal bridges

Those who reside in our land have attained your justice

Here is the need of every departing delegation

I hope for a speedy good from you

The soul is fond of the love of the urgent

And God has revealed in the Book an obligation

For the wayfarer and the poor family

Guidance was born, the creatures are Zia

Ahmed Shufi says in praise of the Messenger:

Guidance was born, so the creatures are Dia

And the mouth of time smiled and praised

the spirit and the angels around him

To the debt and the world with it for purchase

And the throne will prosper, and the barn will prosper

And the ultimate and the infallible Sidra

And the Garden of Criterion laughs at usury

Translated, it is a rich delicacy.

And revelation drips chain from chain

And the tablet and the wonderful pen are narrations

The names of the apostles are organized, so it is a newspaper

On the tablet, the name of Muhammad is Tughra

The name of Majesty in its most beautiful letters

Alif there, and the name of Taha is Al-Ba.

O the best of those who have come in existence as a greeting

Of those sent to guide you, they came

The house of the prophets that does not meet

Except for the Hanafis in it and the Hanafis

Adam had the best fatherhood for you.

Without sleep and Eve achieved it

They realized the glory of prophecy and it ended.

In it, to you is the powerless glory

You were created for your house and it was created for it.

The greats are equal to the greats

God gave good tidings to the sky and it was decorated.

And I was humbled that the fools caught you

And your facial expressions appeared

Truth and I changed it into guidance and modesty

And upon him was the splendor of the light of prophecy.

And from Hebron, and his gift is Sima

Christ praised him behind his heaven

And the Virgin rejoiced and shook

A day lost in time, its morning

And his evening with Muhammad and Wadha

The truth, whose foundation is high, is victorious

In the kingdom, no standard is higher than him

The thrones of the oppressors were terrified and shook

And echoes rose on their crowns

And the fire has empty sides around them.

Its melts subsided and the water subsided

There are many signs and miracles

Gabriel went to lunch

The orphan's blessings were revealed by the imagination of his bounty

And the orphans are partly provided with sustenance and intelligence.

In the cradle, the living is given water by his hope

And with His intention, misfortunes are averted

Just as honesty in youth and honesty did not

Known by honest and trustworthy people

O one who has morals, he does not desire highness

Among them are what the proud love

If it had not established a religion, it would have established itself

A religion whose light illuminates all spaces

Your beauty in great character is excellent

He is tempted by them and loves generous people

As for beauty, you are the sun of his sky

And the friendship of the friend towards you is great

And beauty is one of the most generous and good people

What was given to the commanders and leaders

If you are submissive, you will reach the level of generosity

And you did what the lights do not do

O family of the Messenger of God, I love you

By Imam Al-Shafi’i:

O family of the Messenger of God, I love you

An obligation from God in the Qur’an that He revealed

It is enough great pride for you to be you

Whoever does not pray for you has no prayer

Better than you my eyes have never seen

By the poet of the Prophet Hassan bin Thabit:

And better than you, my eyes have never seen

And more beautiful than you, women have not given birth

You were created free from every defect

As if you were created as you wanted

By praising the Chosen One, hearts live

By the poet Al-Busiri:

By praising the Chosen One, hearts live

Sins and transgressions are forgiven

I hope to live happily with it

I threw it away and there was no blame on me

A prophet with perfect descriptions

His virtues, so he was called the Beloved

His remembrance relieves our distress

If cherubs land in our yard

His praises increase the heart's desire

To him it was as if it were sweet and perfume

And I remember him during the night of the sermon

On me, so the engagements will be removed from me

I described some of him as beautiful

I don't know whether I should praise him or Nasib

I wish I could see him alive

He delights the sad heart with his goodness

It is as if his speech is a fresh flower

And its flower bearer is a moist branch

I have an eye for an interesting vision

I have a heart filled with joy for his memory

He occupied a corner specifically

There is no snitch there and no supervisor

His Sunni positions are not there

No man or king has any share

He has a generous heart and the universe is fed up with what he does

This included a generous chest

How do you live up to the prophets?

By the poet Al-Busiri:

How were the prophets promoted to you?

O sky, no sky can match it

They were not equal to you in your superiority even though they were alive

There is no age among you without them and Sana

They represented your qualities to us

Q Just as the stars represented water

You are the lamp of all virtue, so what do you do?

Turn away from your light

You have the same knowledge from the world of the unseen

B And from them are the names for Adam

You are still hidden in the consciences of the universe

May God bless you mothers and fathers

Only a period of time had passed since the messengers had passed

The prophets gave good news of you to her people

The ages take pride in you and exalt you

Alia, after her Alia

Your presence seemed generous

He is generous, his fathers are generous

Lineage that calculates superiority based on its beauty

Her stars are Gemini

What a beautiful necklace and pottery

You are the helpless orphan

And you are alive like the sun, shining from you

It resulted in a crazy night

The night of my father's birthday

Enjoy his day and flourish

The news continued on the phones that it had happened

The Chosen One was born and blessed

Iwan Khosrau and Lula fell apart

A sign from you that does not fail to build

And tomorrow every house contained a fire

A affliction from its subsidence and an affliction

Ahmed has a great description in dhikr

For Al-Makzoon Al-Sinjari:

Ahmed has a great description in mentioning

A Messenger, a Prophet, Compassionate and Merciful

A good martyr, a shining light

All-Hearing, All-Seeing, All-Knowing

A warner, a protector, a protector, a supporter

He is a gentle, gentle and kind shepherd

A clear, strong, and trustworthy book

A secure place, a straight path

A grateful, patient and reverent male

Praiseworthy, Glorious, Forgiving, Forbearing