Abu Nawas poetry

Abu Nawas, a poet of wine
He is the most famous poet of wine, promiscuity, and orgy, and he has written many books about wine, men and women, night nights in majon, orgies, and samar.
Abu Nawas was born in 763 AD in Ahvaz from the country of Khuzestan, and he lived in Basra, his father was one of the soldiers of Marawan bin Muhammad al-Umayyad, and from there he moved to Iraq after the demise of the king of Marawan and then sought refuge in one of the villages of Ahwaz, which is where Hassan was born, and his grandfather was the master of Jarrah bin Abdullah Al-Hakami, who was then Prince of Khorasan, and attributed to him.
Abu Nawas grew up in Basra and received knowledge at the hands of the most prominent scholars of the language. Then he left for Baghdad and contacted the Abbasid caliphs, praising them, then he went to Damascus and there he contacted a number of poets. Then he left for Egypt and praised its Emir, then he returned to Baghdad again, which He stayed there until he died in 813 CE. Abu Nawas's life was characterized by amusement and promiscuity, and most of his poetry was in describing wine, and he was accused of heresy, and he was imprisoned by the Caliph Al-Amin. Abu Nawas loved one of the neighborhoods of Basra, and she was called "Jinan". She was beautiful and a poet, and she understood and organized many poems about her, including:

O Mellin Al-Hadid, for his servant David
Alan Fouad Jinan lover II
The soul has become from it between the tampon and the vein

Jennan Joudi, and if your passion fostered you,
Do not kill me, for the rest of the Dean,
As for the mercy of my longing, as for the mercy of my witnesses
As for you, I saw my crying every new day II

Among his poems also:
And I said that I carve wine, I betroth her
The Dahr said do pony ii slow down
When it turns out that I am not stingy II
I have no concern for them and slow down
Bring them coffee, such as pure fish
As a tear, she gave her cheeks
Its dealer is still watering and drinking it
We have a white dress, Hassan
How many sings she sang, and no blame blames us
Let me blame you, for blame is a temptation

It is also beautiful in his poetry:
What is the meaning of the heart?
I was very satisfied with the water of longing ii
He says tears on his cheeks
He found his sorrow and sadness
What has benefited the abandonment of the people of passion
More useful than abandonment means
The second day, air complaints are hidden
He told him patience and comforted him ii
If your fancy cries ii once

May God make you laugh, II
There is no better thing in the lover than a second boy
The kindest of his masters ii and his house
Al-Hajr defended his days and days
Al-Wasl is beyond doubt

And despite his immorality and promiscuity, he had an important poem he said on his circulation in the Sacred House during his pilgrimage, in which he says:

O God, I will reward you
The King of All II is king
To your house I have come to you
Praise be to you, praise be to you
The king is not your partner ii
What disappointed Abdullah asked you
You are where he ii wire
Were it not for you, O Lord, II
Praise be to you, praise be to you
The king is not your partner ii
Every prophet ii and king
And all of the people of II are yours
Each servant II asked you
Praise or be deceived
Praise be to you, praise be to you
The king is not your partner ii
And at night, when is your solution?
And the praisees in astronomy ii
On the ducts
Praise be to you, praise be to you
The king is not your partner ii

Do and do your sake
Conclude with your goodness ii your work
Praise be to you, praise be to you
The king is not your partner ii

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