قصيده عن الاب
من تأليف وقلم
الاديب الاستاز
د/ شحاته كمال عثمان الجوهري
قصيدةالاب
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بحبك ياأبي حب بلاحدود
لايملئه نهر ولابحر ولاسدود
حبك في قلبي ماله حدود
حبك فى قلبي كبيرورب المعبود
مهما اعمل علشان رضاق عليه
لان رضا الرب من رضا الاب عليه
لو سألونى بتحب نفسك ولاابوك اقول لهم طبعا ابويه
الوحيد فى الدنيا هو ال عايز يكون ابنه احسن منه
ياأبي انت قدوتي وحياتي
انت سندى وضهرى ونجاحي
انت عمري وأنفاسي وهوائي
كنت ابي واخي وصديقى وكل حياتى
والفرحه كانت بتكمل لما بتكون معايا
كنت بشوف وشك ضحكتك على طول ويايا
أنا حملت اسمك وده فخر ليه
كان اسمي مع اسمك ده شرف ليه
ورب العباد بدعيلك ليل نهار
دعائي فى صلاتي ليل نهار
هو خلاص مش هشوفك تاني لاليل ولانهار
يارب يوصل ليك الدعاء فى قبرك من الليل حتى النهار
ياابي نام فى قبرك وارتاح لان بدعيلك ليل نهار
دعاء ليسي له حدود
علشان بحبك من قلبي ورب المعبود
بحبك ياأبى حب ليس له حدود
لايملئه نهر ولابحر ولاسدود
ده واجب على وعلى كل ابن ورب المعبود
بحبك ياأبي حب بلاحدود
لايملئه نهر ولابحر ولاسدود
رضاق عليه عيد وسعيد وسعاده وفرح وسرور ليس لها حدود
هو خلاص مش هشوفك تاني حتى ولو على الحدود
نفسي اشوفك تاني قبل يوم الساعه لانه يوم محشود
وحشتني قوي ومحتاجك قوى وتكون معايا قبل مايجي يوم الموعود
مش هشوفك تاني خلاص سبتنى لمين كلها قلوب سود
كلهم وحوش وغابه ودنيا تانيه وقلوبهم سود
خلاص مش هشوفك تاني وقلت باي باي على الحدود
قالوا يوم اللقاء هو اليوم السعيد
حتي فى منامي لما بتيجى وتجلس معايا بيكون عليه يوم سعيد
يارب تكون دنيتك احسن من دنيتنا لانك اكيد سعيد
الله يرحمك ياابي حتى اشوفك يوم الموعود
اسمعوا كلامي وجود الاب لوراح مش هيعود
حافظوا على ابهاتكم وقبلوا ايده رضاه عليك هو رضا الله المعبود
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وسلاماتكم
اللهم ارحم ابي وجميع امواتنا واموات المسليمين اجمعين
تمت
نشر فى صفحتنا الأديب
الأستاذ/ د - شحاته كمال عثمات الجوهري ابن الاهرامات مصر
وحاليا بيقوم بتاليف نص عن الأم
A poem about the father, written and penned by the distinguished writer Dr. Shehata Kamal Othman Al-Gohary. Father’s poem ---------------- I love you, father, a love without limits that cannot be filled by a river, sea, or dams. Your love in my heart has no limits. Your love in my heart is great. The Lord of the worshiped no matter what. I work to please him, because the Lord’s satisfaction is the father’s satisfaction with him. If they ask me, do you love yourself or your father, I will tell them of course, his only parent in the world is the one who wants his son to be better than him. Father, you are my role model and my life, you are my support, my back, and my success. You are my life, my breath, and my air. You were my father, my brother, my friend, and all my life, and there was joy. You continue, when you were with me, I used to see your laughter all the time, and I carried your name and this is a pride. Why was my name with yours? This is an honor for him. And the Lord of the servants, I pray for you day and night. My supplication in my prayers, day and night, is salvation. I will never see you again, night or day. O God, may the prayers reach you in your grave from night to night. Day, my father, sleep in your grave and rest, because I pray for you day and night, a prayer that has no limits, because I love you from my heart and the Lord of the worshiped. I love you, my father. A love that has no limits. It cannot be filled by a river, sea, or dam. This is a duty upon me and every son. And the Lord of the worshiped. I love you, my father. A love without limits that cannot be filled by a river, sea, or dam. May God’s satisfaction be upon him. Happy Eid. Happiness, joy and pleasure have no limits. It is over. I will never see you again, even if on the border. I wish I could see you again before the hour because it is a busy day. I miss you so much and I need you so much and to be with me before the promised day comes. I will never see you again. It is over. You left me to whom. They are all black hearts. They are all monsters and the forest and another world and their hearts are black. That's it, I'll never see you again. I said, "Bye bye" at the border. They said the day we meet is the happy day. Even in my dream, when you come and sit with me, it will be a happy day. I hope your world will be better than ours, because you are certainly happy. May God have mercy on you, father, until I see you on the promised day. Listen to my words. The presence of the father will not return. Keep it. May your blessings be upon you and accept his hand. His satisfaction upon you is the satisfaction of the worshiped God ---------------------------------------- - And your peace, may God have mercy on my father and all our dead and the dead of all Muslims. The writer, Professor Dr. Shehata Kamal Atmat Al-Jawhari, son of the Egyptian pyramids, has been published on our page and is currently writing a text about the mother.
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