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النادي الملكي للأدب والسلام 

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بقلم الشاعر المتألق: محمد أحمد حسين 

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حَسْنَاءُ كَانَتْ تَسْتَفِيضُ بِحُسْنِهَا

جُمِّلَتْ بِعِلْمٍ لِّلضَّوَاحِي مَنَارَةْ

كَانَتْ بِقَلْبِ الرِّيحِ تُوقِظُ شُعْلَةً

وَسَلَامُهَا عِندَ العَلِيمِ طَهَارَةْ

وَتَدُقُّ أَجْرَاسُ الْمَآذِنِ قِبْلَةً

وَتَفِيضُ ذِكْرًا مَسْجِدًا وَقِيَامَةْ

حَتَّى إِذَا مَاجَ الْغُدُوْرُ بِوَنِسِهَا

وَتَفَطَّنَتْ أَنَّ العَدُوَّ يَنَالُهَا

مَنْ ذَا الَّذِي لَبَّ النِّدَاءَ وَعِرْضُهَا

يَنْهَالُ مِنْ ذَاكَ العَدُوِّ قَذَارَةْ

وَيَئِنُّ مِنْ وَجَعِ الْبَرَاثِنِ قَلْبُهَا

وَيَفِيضُ دَمْعًا بَابُهَا وَالْجَارَةْ

مَا بَالُنَا إِنْ لَمْ يَفِقْ لَهَا قَلْبُنَا

وَنُعِيدُهَا عِندَ الشُّرُوقِ مَنَارَةْ

أَمْ أَنَّنَا بِتْنَا قُلُوبًا صَلْدَةً؟

فَكَفَى بِرَبِّي دَافِعًا وَحِجَارَةْ

كلماتي ....مُحَمَّد أَحْمَد حُسَيْن

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توثيق: وفاء بدارنة 

She Was Beauty

She was beauty, overflowing with her grace,

Adorned with knowledge — a beacon to the place.

Within the heart of storms, she'd light a flame,

And in her peace, the Pure One found His name.

The minarets would chime at her embrace,

Their echoes filled with prayer and holy praise.

But when betrayal stirred her faithful friend,

She sensed the enemy draw near — descend.

Who now would heed the call, her honor shield,

While filth from foes upon her soul congealed?

Her heart now moans beneath the claws of pain,

Tears flood her doors, her alleys bear the strain.

What’s wrong with us, if hearts remain so cold,

And do not raise her lighthouse as of old?

Or have we turned to hearts of stone and pride?

Enough! My Lord defends — a guard, a guide.

 Muhammad Ahmad Hussein

April 11, 202