From: nabeel@sce.carleton.ca (Nabeel Ghuzlaan)
Subject: POEM
Organization: Carleton University
Date: Fri, 18 Dec 1992 01:27:59 GMT

   In the recent couple of days, I wrote a (real) poem about my
thesis and as my Jahili predecessors, I started with flirtation.
I post herein the flirtatious preamble of the ode, because it may
jeopardise my personal security to disclose the rest of the poem
before I graduate.

   I also provide the explanation, to avoid different interpretations
that may further severe our Arab/Islam "unity."

   I welcome all constructive criticism, preferably by email. Tasteless
flames may call for antiflames on my part.

   It is written in ArabTex code, so it is writing oriented and thus
it requires additional effort to read properly. The poem is written
in the "Long Sea." I hope I may contribute to/revive the original
Arabic poetry by this and other poems. If you rephrase what the
ancient poets said, then you contribute nothing. However, you do not
need to make all your poem contribution. In the following (after the
signature,) I hope you will find something good and new.

(I had to repost to correct ArabTex errors.)

** aSHu^arA'u yaTabi^uhum ul.gAwUna ... iLA aLa_thIna 'AmanU ...

_________________________\    Any resemblance between the above opinions and
   __      ___ __     ___     those of real or fictitious  persons is purely
 /V  \   /V   V  \   /   \    coincidental.
 /   /   /   /   /  /   _    
/   /_  /   /   /_  \__//     "Now, the time is moving on
____________________ _/___    and I really should be gone"--Brotherhood of Man
\ Nabeel M Ghuzlaan //                        in "Save All Your Kisses For Me"


% This is the main key for ArabTex:
%
% b  bah  | d  dal   | .s ssad  | f  fah  | h  hah | '  hamza
% t  tah  | _d dhal  | .d ddad  | q  qaf  | w  waw | N  tanween
% _t thah | r  rah   | .t ttah  | k  kaf  | y  yah | Y  alif maqsoura
% ^g geem | z  zay   | .z tthah | l  lam  | g  gaf | _A alif maqsoura
% .h hhah | s  seen  | `  `ain  | m  meem | p  pah | T  tah marbouta
% _h khah | ^s sheen | .g ghain | n  noon | v  vah | W  waw 
%

                        al-_t_tIsis  

waqaftu `al_A 'a.tlAli qalbiN tawakkasA
" " " " " " " " " " _halIlayya 'innI bAkiN-i al-rrasma fa-i^glisA \\

% I stood on the ruins of a destroyed heart (ruins of a house)
% my friends, I am crying to the remains of the house, so be seated
% (it may take a while!)

lahA `a^guzuN `A^guN .harIruN mukawwaruN
" " " " " " " " " " " wa .sadruN ta.hadd_A al-^gA_dibiyyaTa 'aq`asA \\

% She had an ivory coloured, silky smooth round behind
% Her prominent (buxom) chest defies gravity

taquddu fu'AdI .hIna tahwI bi.tarfihA
" " " " " " " " " " 'i_dA na.zarat `aynAya du`^gaN wa nar^gisA \\

% Her eyes split my heart (like a sword)
% when I look into her deep-black larg eyes which also resemble
% narcissus flowers

wa 'anfuN kasayfiN ^saqqa warda _hudUdihA
" " " " " " " " " " falA huwa ma`qUfaN wa lA huwa af.tasA \\

% Her (beautiful) nose is swordlike between her rosy cheeks
% it is not hooked or flat (it is just gorgeous!)

wa-yA rIqahA ^sahdaN wa _hamraN wa _ta.g--rahA
" " " " " " " " " " .da.hUkaN ^gamIlaN bi-al-^gumAni muhandasA \\

% Her saliva is honey sweet and intoxicating like (fine) wine
% She had a smiling beautiful mouth/lips with pearls  arranged inside

wa-laysa bi-'u_dnayhA _hurUquN wa 'aqru.tuN
" " " " " " " " " " wa qa.s.satuhA pankuN wata.gbi.tuhA al-nnisA \\

% Her ears are not pierced nor does she wear earrings (She does not
% need them and I hate them.) She wears her hair like punks (but she
% is not one, otherwise, i.e. she is no fool) women envy her (beauty)
% (Please do not feel offended by my weird taste.)

wa na.hru .gazAliN qultu yA ibnaTa _hAlatI
" " " " " " " " " " _hu_dInI min-a al-.gizlAni _hillaN wa mu'nisA \\

% Her neck resembles that of a gazelle, so I said you relate to me
% (Ghuzlaan) why don't you take me as a friend and companion?

^sa_d_A `i.tfihA miskuN wa mA huwa kulfaTaN
" " " " " " " " " " kasAhA 'il_ahI .hullaTa al-.husni 'i_d kasA \\

% She smells of musk without wearing perfume
% My God dressed her in beauty when he dressed others (in jeans :-))

'i_dA hAma qalbI fI hawAhA taruddunI
" " " " " " " " " " ^su^gUnuN min-a al-ddunyA .sabA.haN wa fI al-masA \\

% when my mind loses itself thinking of her, (suddenly) problems of
% life take me back to reality, day and night!

yu.saddiqunI al-llaylu alla_dI .tAla muk_tuhu
" " " " " " " " " " wa 'uqsimu bi-al-ll_ahi al-`a.zImi taqaddasA \\

% The night which knew me for so long (awake) believes me in what I
% will say shortly, and I swear by God the Great the Holy, it is true

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