Abu at-Tayyib al-Mutanabbi
Abu at-Tayyib al-Mutanabbi Poems
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My Tear Responds
My tear responds, but the inviter is only the resound of ruin appealing.
Hearing the inviter, my eyes shed tears before camels' caravan marching.
I sat between my fellows occupying on my tears wiping.
Yet the tears continuously shedding within excuses or blaming.
I complain the agony of distance, gain nothing but only fatigued.
They had experienced on my pain and they become astonished.
The status of a lover, who lives hopefully forward,
Better than whom was hopelessly had felt awkward.
It is impossible to visit her either slain or died.
She lives on an ...
Foot Of Al-Khidr
Your wholesomeness, Ibn Ibrahim, is the purest
liquor; you drink to it with drunkenness's blend.
I watched the wine as it filled the glass & likened it
to the sun by the moon by the sea;
even when we don't observe its generousness, it's there -
far or near, moving with the foot of Al Khidr.