A POEM BY A LEGEND

ANTARH IBN SHADAD IS AN ARABIC LEGEND WHOM LIVED IN THE ARABIC PENINSULA BORN 525 AD AND DIED 628 AD. ONE OF THE MIGHTIEST HEROES AND POETS, HIS FATHER WAS THE A TRIBE LEADER FROM BANI ABBS AND HIS MOTHER WAS AN ETHIOPIAN SLAVE, HE WAS MADLY IN LOVE WITH HIS COUSIN ABBLAH WHOM HE WROTE SO MANY POEMS ABOUT, HE BECAME FREE AFTER SAVING HIS TRIBE FROM ANOTHER THAT TRIED TO OCCUPY THEIR LAND, HE FINALLY MARRIED HER AFTER A LONG HARDSHIPS TO PERSUADE HER FATHER, HE DIED FIGHTING FOR HIS TRIBE. HIS POEMS WHERE HUNG ON THE KABBAH AND WRITTEN IN GOLD WATER AS THE ARABS DID FOR THE GREAT POETS. THIS IS ONE OF HIS SHORT POEMS ' OH DOVE YOU INFLAMED MY SORROW', HE WROTE THIS POEMS AFTER HIS LOVE LEFT WITH HER FAMILY, SO HE SAT UNDER A TREE AND HEARD THIS DOVE SINGING.

OH DOVE YOU INFLAMED MY SORROW, AND FILLED ME WITH PAIN

IF YOU ARE WEEPING FOR YOUR LOVE THAT LEFT, THEN WE CRY FOR THE SAME CAUSE

INCREASE YOUR WAILING AND MAKE ME HAPPY WITH SADNESS UNTIL YOU SEE WONDERS OUT FLOWING FROM MY EYES

STOP AND SEE WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME,DO NOT BE HASTY BUT BE CAREFUL FROM MY FLAMING BERTH

(1)NOW FLY OVER THE LAND OF HIJAZ . MAY BE YOU WILL SEE A CARAVAN NEAR ALIJ OR BEFORE NOAMAN.

HAVING A CRYING LADY WITH TEARS OF LONGING FOR FAR AWAY HOME AND NEIGHBORS

I BEG YOU OH DOVE , IF YOU SEE THEM OBITUARY ME

AND TELL THEM THAT I HAVE LEFT HIM FALLEN , HIS TEARS HAVE FINISHED AND HE IS CRYING BLOOD NOW.

(1) HIJAZ IS THE OLD NAME OF SAUDI ARABIA NOW
ALIJ IS A PLACE NORTH OF THE PENINSULA
NOAMAN IS PLACE SOUTH WEST OF THE PENINSULA