عنوان القصيده
فهناك حساب
شدد الامطار الرياح واصبحت الرياح اهوال واعصارا
وتري الناس سكارى وهم ليس بسكارى لكن عذاب الله كان جبارا
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واهتزت الارض واصبحت هزتها تذهل الاذهانا
فكبف انت من كوارث لم تسمعها ف اصبحت سجين بسجانا
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وثارت البراكين ف اصبحت بحممها نارا امطارا
تسير بين الطرق بسيولها من حمم تحمل عذاب واغلالا
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وهناك البحار بامواجه اصبحت اعتاتا
وبصحبتها نارا تجلجل لم تشاهدها عين فماذا تقول من اوصافا
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وتساقط النجوم من مدارها ف اصحبت اليوم شهابا
وكل شي اصبح امامك حقيقبي لاوصفا ولاخيالا
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فما بالك لو اشرقت الشمس من مغربها فكانت جوابا
وماذا تقول بعدها هل تقول اعطوني بعض الوقتا
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وهذه الجبال ترها شامختا ف يوم اذن تلقها هبابا
وكل شي اصبح مختلفا مرعبا لم ترها العين ابدا بتاتا
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وخرجت نار من قعر عدن كانها من هيبتها منارا
تحشر خلق الله في مكان ليس لها جبال و الانهارا
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وعم الفوضى واشدد الحر وكل شى كان ميقاتا
فهل لك من فلسفه ابها المغرور عن اهوال القياما
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وخرجت دابة الله تكلم الناس بكل بالغة الصرحا
هذا كافر وهذا مؤمن ليس لها حاجز تمنعها من الكلاما
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وكل شي اصبح ظلام دامس لاشمس ولاقمر وهاجا
وكيف لو سمعت زفير جهنم كيف تكون الاعصابا
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وكيف ب اغلال قد البست وتجر الى العذابا
وكيف لو اكلت من الزقوم تمزق الاجساد امزاقا
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فيا مغرور لمتى وانت لاهي الم تسمع من الاهولا
الم تعلم انك زائر في هذه الدنيا فليس لك مقاما
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الم يعطيك النذير جوبا من قرب الاجالا
ف انظر نفسك قد بان الشيب ورايت من الاحباب امواتا
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وكيف لو ططايرت الكتب فوقعت فيدك الشمالا
فماذا تقول هل هذا حقا ام كلاما لم نعرفه من اي اصدارا
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فنقم نجدد طريقنا الى طاعه الله سبحانه وغفرانا
ونسائله الخاتمه الحسنه حتي نفوز بجنات الله ورضوانا
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فكيف لو رايت النبي واحبابه وانت في قمة الافراحا
وكيف لو رايت نعيم لم تراه عينك وارتاح الوجدانا
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فهناك الخمر والعسل واللبن من الانهار مجانا
وفاكهه ولحم طير ولبسا من حرير واستبراق من الثيابا
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ورايت الله ذو جلال والاكرام فهذا قمة الابتهاجا
وحورعين فهل تريد ايظا من نعبم تفوف الاوصافا
Title of the poem: There is a reckoning. The rains intensified the winds, and the winds became horrors and hurricanes. You see people drunk while they are not drunk, but God’s punishment was mighty::::::::::::::::: And the earth shook and its shaking became mind-numbing. How could you suffer from disasters that you did not hear? So I became a prisoner and a prisoner :::::::::::::::::: And the volcanoes erupted, and with their lava they became fire and rain running between the roads with their torrents of lava carrying torment and shackles :::::::::::: :::::::::: And there are the seas with their waves becoming fierce and accompanied by a roaring fire that no eye has seen, so what descriptions can you say :::::::::::::::::::: And the stars fall from their orbit. Today you became a shooting star and everything became real before you, beyond description and imagination :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: So what if the sun rose in the west and it was an answer, and what would you say after that? Would you say, “Give me some time” :::: ::::::::::::::::: And you see these mountains lofty, and one day they are blown away, and everything has become different and terrifying, the eye has never seen them at all :::::::::::::: ::::::: And fire came out from the bottom of Eden as if from its majesty it were a beacon, gathering God’s creation in a place that has no mountains or rivers :::::::::::::::::::: And chaos prevailed and the heat became intense. And everything was an appointed time. Do you have any of the philosophy of her arrogant father about the horrors of resurrection? From the words :::::::::::::::::::::: And everything has become a dark darkness of sun and moon and a glow and how if I heard the exhalation of hell, how are the nerves ::::::::: :::::::::::::: And how come the shackles that you have put on and are dragged to torment, and how if you eat from Zaqqum, the bodies will be torn to pieces ::::::::::::::::::::: How arrogant you are when you are distracted. Did you not hear from the people? Did you not know that you are a visitor in this world, so you have no place? Your soul has turned gray and you see some of your loved ones dead :::::::::::::::::::: And how if the books flew and fell in your left hand, what would you say? Is this true or words we do not know from any publication :: ::::::::::::::::::::::: So we rise and renew our path to God’s obedience and forgiveness, and we ask Him for a good ending until we gain God’s gardens and satisfaction :::::::::: :::::::::::::: So what if you saw the Prophet and his loved ones while you were extremely happy? And how if you saw bliss that your eyes did not see and your conscience was at ease ::::::::::::::::::: There is wine, honey, and milk from the rivers for free, and fruit, and bird meat, and silk and brocade clothing ::::::::::::::::::::::: And I saw God possessed of majesty and honor, and this is the height of rejoicing and Horin, so do you want also? What we love is beyond description
