The most beautiful sad Iraqi poems

Iraqi poems

Iraqi poetry is one of the most beautiful poems that carry true feelings and feelings in their meanings, as it is the means that poets resort to to express the feelings inside them, and in this article we collected sad Iraqi poems for you.

Be patient

Be patient with the soul, and you are the soul with it

And if it comes out, I will remain but an empty body

I want you to be from heaven, what is the happiness of all people

You are the first lover and you became my next

Love envelops you and you are the kindest creature

Is it possible that the dove is following me?

Mako is right with your beauty, I know Bhai

And his face is your delicacy, which no galli has overwhelmed

It is forbidden for you to be upset while you are the sound

I come to you, I apologize without guilt, my uncle

Why are you upset?

Expensive and everything I have and I don't give you a precious dom

And now your love, Jeff, has become dear

I feel you are different from everyone else

With my eyes, I see you on a high star

And Ovn Tmtk Majnha descend Mai

You went down your tears Tgdh Atali

To you the garden of my life at all the price planted

satisfied with everything from you, everything is halali

I come to you, and whoever wants empty, I return to others

And grapes, but on your mood, Tars Aslali

May I forget my soul and who I am with you

And on the cup of your lip you kneel indicatively

The snitch without fortune passed me and upset you

I will not die on the day I hurt you and upset you

All of you are sweet to each other and upset you

With your sweetness, Fadwa, but be satisfied with me

Sad mourning poem

I want to declare mourning, and I will never return to you, and I want to forget you and the gap between you and me

About your love book, he thought that he would forget you and turn your face away from me

I don't want you yet, if you are my soul, to become, and I don't want a color of death to revive me

Salt in my eyes, I fall asleep and forget until I fall asleep. I am afraid of your shadows coming to me

If my eyes saw you and rejoiced in your possession, by God, I would disavow it, and this is not my eyes

And if he shakes hands with you, dry on the pretext of inactivity, more than two, give him the left and the right

And if they are like a guardian, your love flows through the artery. Trust in God, I cut all my arteries

And if the sun becomes, he stays always at night, and he does not want the light, and in the darkness, leave me

Remember who you were, thirsty, and to you

I squeezed my eyelids and shed tears, and I drank you plain and you would teach me

And from my thirst, you have become a try of my water, as you have taken care of me and stretched my eyelids

And you, with all your bruises and all the salutation of your eye, swirled a poison into my eyelids and wanted to end me

You melt your oil on it, and it is in it the fire, and the highest fire burns it, and you do not put me out

I became imprisoned in your cock and spent an hour selling it and buying it for an hour

I will remain your opponent and expose you until you die in your arrogance

Where's your poem?

where are you?

I pardoned this age after you

Effat trail what comes to you

Effat, the world of what your eyes rule

where are you??

Oh, the joy of my day and my evening

O warm my pulse and whisper

Every beat in my heartbeat

Every moment of my longing

My eyes are burning eagerly, where are you?!!

I learned passion under your right hand

I studied the meaning of love according to my choice

Mbgak adore me but me

I want you, the world is not narrow, it becomes my home

And your father blamed me for being upset, and you satisfy my vanity

Before I answer my apologies

And your father knows if I try to separate you

I am trying to commit suicide before her..!

If I wanted to prevent you from being strong

And if I want to leave you, my heart beats

Who says I intended to abandon you

Say it: My heart is burning with your love

And tell him that I am in love with you

I climbed the important crane at the edge of twilight

And tell him that I am anchored in the sea of ​​your love

Over the paddle of passion my heart sank

Mo dead fair

I'm not dead, but I want to see you always and contemplate the most merciful of your absence

Boya, don't mind me ignoring me, you go in a hurry, you want to see us quickly

As I wear a pen every hour, I smear it with it on the Nishan pen from Saba

And the memories of Makhli on paper and sweet puzzles I don't care are gathered

We read in your notebook that someone makes your eyes fall, and we miss looking at the photo album

My eyes are on the path from your quarter I want to go back to see Jay and his quarter

And my waiting is long, or my hand at the door of an eye that came to me remains and an eye with a tear

Sharid, I forget when I am inclined. Forgetfulness is the cliff that forgets the water and bids farewell to it

I feel changed

I feel changed that I and my money made people

And I feel tired of my dog ​​from the wicket, oppressed

Like a cloud of sadness raining on sulfur

And he is living with fire and tears are flowing

Every day yesterday, like a movie, is repeated

And payer and yesterday and next the same phase

Naour Al-Waket makes me feel like poetry

And I slandered the wicket and that I became sleepy

Gent laugh and Asolf Oh this and that

On the heedlessness of people and all of them gore

I flew with one wing of joy in a day

Shu even joy responded with a broken misdemeanor

Fortune-telling was lost, and the jinn is lucky

Even with your nest, I did not live for a moment with light

Oh my dog, how much did you and me torture you?

I feel my dogs on my dogs from grief broken

Chloe's poem, be patient

Your absence, my love, how can I be patient with the soul?

Hey, if someone stays on my mind, go away

Your wound with the dog healed it, but it was not good

And my travel battery increased my heart wounds

I wouldn't forget you if I traveled for ten years

And forks don't respond, the door of the heart is open

Right you and I feel you far

And I never thought that one day I would go away

It is true that I am like that, except for everything you want

But at a distance, all of this is not allowed

You smell the soul, even if you go to Shlon

How do you want me to live?

I miss you when you are there

From Tbt I remain until the morning I sleep

And if the stars of the sky are witnesses

I die in your absence to whom you go

Your love for my dog ​​has no limits

On the day you travel, book for two people

Because meem is a percent, and my heart goes

And a tattoo that turns away from the cell of Dom and Yak

I feel what remains in my soul, but slaughtered

Something keeps me alive while you are not there

But they are hurt, pain and wounds

Your drawing as I see it with closed eyes

And if my eyes are blinded, I don't think he will go

I don't want to hug you if it's farewell

Because whoever guides you, the soul will come out

I love you and I know I get tired of loving you

I was satisfied with my oath and eagerness to teach me

I want to spend my life with you

You know, in your absence, tricks hurt me

My eyes don't see you softening and lasting

Because you are my love, the joy of my years

Come and let me hug you, Jehovah's tricks