هن نبض الوريد
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جل القصائد عن النساء
وهن بيت القصيد
قل فيهن ماتشاء
فهن نبض الوريد
إن أصاب العمر جفاء
فهن أمل جديد
كم تغني بحبهن شعراء
فوقعوا بين عاشق وشهيد
البدر من حسنهن يضاء
فيبدو بالحسن فريد
ليس في عشقهن إرتواء
بل قول هل من مزيد
روضت لهن بيد وصحراء
ولان لهن الحديد
كم وقع في أسرهن كبراء
فصاروا لهن عبيد
إن حنون عانق السحر السماء
فتمطر شوقا للمزيد
وإن عبسن حل بالكون الشقاء
وتوشح بغيم لبيد
قل فيهن ماتشاء
فهن نبض الوريد
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بقلم /محمد صادق ندا
They are the pulse of the vein...................... Most of the poems are about women, and they are the bottom line. Say what you want about them, for they are the pulse of the vein. If age becomes dry, they are new hope. How many poets sing about their love and they fell. Between the lover and the martyr, the full moon shines from their beauty, and it appears uniquely beautiful. There is no quenching in their love, but rather a saying: Is there more? I have tamed them with a hand and a desert, and because they have iron. How many arrogant people have fallen into their captivity, and they have become their slaves. If tender, magic embraces the sky, and it rains with longing for more. And if they frown, misery descends upon the universe, and it is shrouded in a murky cloud. Say whatever you want about them, for they are the pulse of the vein ........................... Written by / Muhammad Sadiq Nada
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