Arabic Poems | Examples of Arabic Poetry

1- Behredeedar mushtaq hai har nazar-2, Dono Alam ke sarkar aa jayiye. 2-Akhri wakt hai aur pichla peher-2 Dono Alam ke sardaar ajayiye. 3- ^Sidratul Muntaha Arsh Babe-e Iram-2, har jagah pad chuka hai nishane qadam, Ab to ik bar apne, Ghulamo ke ghar-2, dono alam ke sarkar aa jayiye. 4- -Jalwagar Samne paikare noor ho,-2 Munkiro ka bhi Sarkar shak...

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souk cloaked in perfume— s m o k e sways through the hanging b ...

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The boy, the padre, and the abbess. The padre hung in the bell fry the boy didn’t know at the time, the padre was his father; this once proud man reduced to a pathetic shadow of himself. The old woman, he didn’t call her mother, told him before she died of a tragic love story. When the abbess was young,...

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the horses Three horses graze on my land, and one is still a foal. In the twilight and with gentle rain falling they remind me of the horses of bygone days when I steered the plow that made furrows in dark, clean soil. When I stroke their flank, the good aroma of warm horses arises; dreams are endless. In daylight, they pretend...

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why do people fear the arabic language? the dense, complicated sweet, athletic tounge language that many people around the world speak in pray in love in what is there to hate fear distrust i don't understand....

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In moonlit skies, the night awakes, The call of Eid, the morning breaks. Eid al-Adha is drawing near, A time of love, of faith, sincere. Ibrahim stood the hardest test, His son he offered, at God’s behest. But mercy came from skies above, A tale of faith, a bond of love. Markets full with goats and cows, Children cheer with playful vows. Eyes gleam bright,...

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It is not but a tiny ball of yarn I say as I roll it around in my hand then throw it away. The littlest furball sees it and squalls a hiss which made her mother even twitch. She pounced and rolled and bounced and scolded that teeny tiny ball of yarn until she...

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God , No God, May be God Question arose there, who created God? Nor he is begotten, No. He begets not. God. No God. Maybe God. Uncertainty told the light a lot He is sometimes far away, sometimes nearest to your integer number of fantasy pages, already brought. There is already a lot on your plate. Truly a lot! You and...

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Oh yeah, promoters of war... How long will this mass massacre endure!? How many more do you want to make homeless, starving and struggling to survive You can't feed the poor or help the needy, But you always buy weapons for destruction Have anything, country, city, place etc. flourish amidst war?? Oh yeah suicide bombers How far have you...

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Went on several romantic Arabian night dates With a hot guy from the United Arab Emirates. Now I am secretly longing as hopeless romantic heart waits. ...

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The moment you didn't pick my call I knew you had f*cked someone else but it is ok you are my ex it IS ok I f*cked someone else too but this has nothing to do with love It has nothing to do with hearts I loved you once I loved you twice I loved you for ever you...

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Sometimes life doe not seem to be fair Chasing dreams that are not fulfilled soon Losing hope from morning to the noon In the evening you just need to breath in air Only in yourself you should believe The people you love will leave The road ahead may be too long Be mindful of what you carry...

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I stand between worlds, neither here nor there, Feet planted in Eritrea, yet Arabic fills the air. My father’s tongue, Tigre, I do not know, Nor the Tigrinya of my ancestors, lost in echoes low. My mother, born in Saudi’s golden sand, Half Eritrean, half Yemeni, yet she never took Arab’s hand. She speaks of home, but in which land? Eritrea’s shores...

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Professor: Setting is inducing trust that as a writer you are not volatile, nor giving lesser detailed thought about those knick knack, mundane also. can you give me an example Johny? Johny: Certainly , can I ask the narrator type? professor: say, camera setting... Johny : genre? professor : prose poem, light hearted or serious, both will do. Johny...

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journalism is objective by law the decrease in legible statements is mathematically irrelevant to peaceful assembly disruption of legislation is against the law. how to correct young journalists? no press pass, press pass is test for editor to observe through french general assembly window if ink should be awarded....

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