Ahmad Shawqi Poems
|1.||The Monkey In The Ark||9/7/2013|
|2.||King Solomon And The Hoopoe||9/7/2013|
|3.||King Solomon And The Peacock||10/29/2013|
|4.||A Sail On Tigris River||9/7/2013|
|5.||The Sultan's Companion||10/28/2013|
|6.||Death Overcomes Upon Everyone Is Alive||9/7/2013|
|7.||They Tricked Her Is Saying Belle||9/7/2013|
|9.||O' God !||9/4/2013|
|10.||An Encounter With A Mother Cat||9/13/2013|
|11.||The Dog And The Pigeon||10/28/2013|
|12.||Expatriation And Nostagia||9/6/2013|
|13.||Latitudes Beneath Your Eyelids||4/14/2014|
|15.||What Is The Moon||4/14/2014|
|16.||Nahj Al Burda (The Way Of The Mantle)||4/14/2014|
|17.||Stand For Teacher||9/4/2013|
Peace from the northern wind that swept across Barada River.
As long as that wind sweeps, tears would be everlasting upon Damascus.
I excuse from all pens and rhymes if couldn't express the matter.
About its disaster catastrophic events, the pen couldn't describe.
Its reminiscence on my heart still is glimpsing.
My heart palpates and never can forget it.
The catastrophic event you complain and suffer.
Resulted into, the pain of my heart on its deep wound.
I inter Damascus when the dusk overlaps.
Its appearance is bright and pleasurable.
Across its gardens, ...
O' God !
O' God !
I wander all day and pine through time,
And seek some comfort in my rhyme.
The noblest of rhymes overflow with love,
The sweetest line - the musical and pure -
Are written down for the heart as a cure.
Men turn as they pay to the holy place;
To Laila's home I turn my face.
Twice people say their prayers at dawn;