Abbas Ali Fotonee, a contemporary Lebanese poet
Saturday, February 22, 2020 12:33
In this tavern I cry due to the friend's disunion, I find no helper that due to the disunion cry I will.
Saturday, January 11, 2020 12:16
I wish one day the dust upon her obode I will be, Giving up the life distress of her visage I will be.
Saturday, January 11, 2020 12:07
Arriving spring, youth I revive after having become old, Sitting biside the beloved from my own life advantage I take.
Saturday, January 11, 2020 12:03
I desire a cup of wine from the Beloved's hand, To whom do I reveal this secret, where to I carry this sadness?
Saturday, January 11, 2020 12:00
Oh my beloved! Lack of the friend's desire lifeless I am, I am painful, I am in love, no cure I have.
Saturday, January 11, 2020 11:21
Behold me that an amber-like face I have, A heart towards the face of the charming Beloved I have.
Saturday, January 11, 2020 10:51
Except the curve of the Beloved's eyebrow no altar I have, Except her disunion I have no other worrying.
Thursday, January 09, 2020 11:10