The most beautiful verses of spinning poetry

I love women and they are diverse

Farazdaq says:

I love women and they are different

The hadeeth of the scarcity and the stare of death

Impediments to the forbidden without obscenity

And she does what is lawful for her

I found love only heals him

A meeting that kills the grains of Nahala

I say to a woman whose hands were uncovered

And the departure of its occupant toiled the impossible

And if you knew, I would have told her, "Listen to me."

And do not complain to me that you have fatigue

You have reached, so don't be

Like a mill full of tphala

Your soul is my fees

And I entrusted you with the calf nerve

And turn back the whip from you so that it meets you

You have the two epochs so that Jala

It did not leave a desert for it

Nor the flint from the leprosy of sandals

You calm down the free dandelion when

You may as well have passed it on a mobile phone

For in front of you is the Mahdi who guides

The Most Merciful is he who fears misguidance

And your palace is from his call, so inform me

Like the overflow of the sea when they rose and asked

I saw you as long as I waited for God

Stop the impossible

With your permission, I looked at the states I have

And I said, "Perhaps he is the one who erected the mountains."

No liver cracked windows

Qais bin Dharih says:

No liver cracked windows

Alas, what goes into the heart?

So I swear the eyes are not covered with edges

Bows of water hovering on a skein

You smell it if they can sip it

If his ships increase disaster after disaster

Remen, so don't be afraid of them

And they swore to be imprisoned in the shoal and in the barren

Will he find semen on the day her load is over?

The first passengers have set out from the Negev.

And all the words of time I found

except the group of loved ones, easy speeches

If the cores of affection are sufficed from you

a lover with a rift from Al-Bayin Dhi-Sha`b

Have you tasted the bitterness of life or have you died of heartbreak?

The one who watered the sacrifice died on Albe

And I said to my heart when passion came to me

And cost me what I can't bear of love:

Except for the heart that passion has led

Horizon, may God open your eyes from the heart

I bear witness that there is no woman but you

Nizar Qabbani says:

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 I cut my nails

I arranged my notebooks

Kindergarten took me

except you ..

2

I bear witness that there is no woman

She looks like an oil painting to me

In thought and behavior only you

And reason and madness except you

and quick boredom

And quick attachment

except you ..

I bear witness that there is no woman

You took my interest

Half of what I took

And you colonized me like you did

And you set me free like you did

3

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 hair

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

4

I bear witness that there is no woman

You can say that it is the women... except you

And 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

And my manhood incited me

except you ..

5

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 ..

6

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

Damascene rose

and mint

And an orange

Oh woman

Leave under her hair my questions

She never answered a question

Oh woman are all languages

but she

Touch in mind and not said

I remembered Layla and the good old days

Qais bin Al-Mulouh says:

I mentioned Layla and the old years

And days when we don't fear for fun

In Thamdin, Layla and my companions were on fire

With the same displeasure, the saddle bears the horns

So the people's insight said, I saw a planet

In the dark of the night, a Yemeni person appeared

I said to him: Nay, Layla's fire lit up.

Baaliya's light sublime, so it seemed to me

Let the people's stirrups not cut the wood

I wish the passengers were walking at nights

So I said: I do not own Amr bin Malik.

I celebrate the same two numbers it seemed to me

You have changed your worth, Umm Malik

They were dying and sadistically obsessed

For the one who hoped from the mother of Malik

My occipital bone and my heart swelled

I wish you did not know me, and I wish you

I abandoned you, neither Ali nor Leah

My boyfriend, if they are with Lily, then they are close

I have the casket and the shrouds, and ask forgiveness for me

And the edges of the teeth stepped on my bed

They put a robe on Fadl's eyes

And do not envy me, may God bless you both

From the land of the width to expand to me

I see you Trouba the Shaga and chanting

Yazid bin Muawiyah says:

I see you cheerful and cheerful

You go around with the tails of the camped saffron

Have you fallen in love or have you been afflicted with a look?

This is nothing but a smitten character

For your eyes what the heart receives and what it finds

Al-Mutanabbi says:

For your eyes, what the heart receives and what it finds

And for love, what remains of me and what remains

And I was not one of those whose heart love entered

But whoever sees your eyelids loves

And between satisfaction and discontent, nearness and intentions

Scope for a lacrimal lacrimation of the eyeball

And the sweetest passion is what doubts his Lord

In desertion, it is time to hope and beware

And my anger at the indifference was drunk from boyhood

I interceded for her from my youth with sparkle

And the mustache is smooth, with clear folds

I covered my mouth from him and he kissed my part

And deer horses like your horse visited me

I did not find out that he was idle.

And not everyone who loves pardons if it is empty

Afafy and satisfies love and horses meet