There is no poem without a goal, and there are no verses without intent. Rather, the purpose and goal of the poem is the first obsession that touches the poet’s thinking and urges him to express poetry.
And every goal and destination has its importance inherent in it, and for this reason the purposes vary between specific and general, important and less important. And the poet, whenever his vision is lofty and his goal is noble, his poem will rise and have distinction and value according to that intended.
Although the poem is composed, style, language, statement, rhetoric, weights and vocabulary, the aim of saying it is its backbone.
Likewise, the poet grows in the eye of the recipient whenever his gaze becomes sublime and sublime, far from weaknesses and downfalls, and it transcends when the poet wants his poem to be sublime and sublime and rise as he desires.
Praise be to God for the sake of the purposes, the most noble, the best, and the most lasting. Rather, the meanings and verses in that flock and do not run out or grow old, but whatever the expression and the lengths, the inability to encompass makes the poet, even if he reached what he reached, an excuse.
This is a poem in praise of the Lord of the servants, and its field is the best destination.
The poet: Mudawah bin Shati says:
In the name of the generous who clothed me with a jacket and clothed me
Glory be to the idol and the ruler, and no one else is the guardian
Who gave me wellness and who gave me what I wanted
And the one who granted me of his many virtues are as follows
Thank you and praise be to you and what you swear satisfied
Oh, who relieved my anguish and distressed me
You created me from a drop of sperm so that I could and grow
And found me in the best calendar form and structure
Nine months I lived in the darkness of the belly and wrapped
And I accepted the world to condemn me from its aspirations, let it be
And you made me grow soft when I was a child, I walked
And you gave me the strength of youth, neither art nor weariness
You saved me and fed me and gave me water until I was quenched
And the five senses gave me astounding miracles
You created me and guided me to the path of guidance until I was guided
And you divided me a livelihood throughout life that beautifies me
And taught me with knowledge so that I learned and read
And I explained my chest to the law and the home book
The religion of the Hashemite Prophet was facilitated for me and I belonged
The best prophet, the most honorable prophet, and the last prophet sent
You bestowed upon me wealth, sons, and glory, please, and my will
And she secured me in my life and secured me in my future
You have facilitated difficult things for me, and I have been enriched by your virtues
You were kind to me, made me happy, made me happy, made easy for me
Forgive and pardon my sins all that I have sinned and neglected
Oh my many lapses and my sin between my knowledge and my ignorance
I miss you and ignore you and sin and you are not asleep
You give the one who sins and forgive him and also slow down
Learn what is going on and others begged and invited
You don’t have a partner, O great, slow down and don’t neglect me
You hear the sound of the black ant and you know what you intended
Tree counter, human counter, star counter, Saturnian
Oh world, there are no seas, every living thing, and every dead person
The scholar of the languages of the birds, O reviver of the Himali bones
You are the most merciful, you are the kind, you are the expert, you are the abhorrent
You are the dear, you are the forgiving, who gives refuge to the afflicted
You are the comforter, you are the humiliator, you are the one who forgives
You are the thankful, you are the reckoning, you are the first sergeant
You are the All-Hearing, You are the All-Seeing, You are the Most Merciful
You are the agent, you are the powerful, the most merciful, and your command takes place
You are the friendly, you are the venerable, you are the great one who spent
The powerful, the avenger, and the sustenance for others and for me
You are dominant, rich, righteousness, and justice
O Basset clutch, O inheritor, O answerer ask
Lord of the Most High Heavens, I began with Your name and finished
Oh God, forgive me on the day I go to the grave and leave my house
I have nothing but your mercy, O Lord, and in your face I came
Your mercy, my Lord, nor my effort, nor kindness, do
O Lord, O Repentant, forgive me for what I have sinned
My sin to you is ascending, and your goodness to me is descending
By God, if you organized a billion in a billion houses for me
In grace alone, in your goodness, and in your favor upon me
I did not consider myself thanked, praised, or praised
I am the weak who without you has no position or prayer
This is in your name, its conclusion is as it was in your name
Glory be to you, the idol, the governor, and there is no other than you and me
Nasser Al-Humaidhi
