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Nizar Tawfiq Qabbani (Arabic: نزار توفيق قباني‎ Nizār Tawfīq Qabbānī) (21 March 1923 – 30 April 1998) was a Syrian diplomat, poet and publisher. His poetic style combines simplicity and elegance in exploring themes of love, eroticism, feminism, religion, and Arab nationalism. Qabbani is one of the most revered contemporary poets in the Arab world.

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It's painful to listen to the barking of dogs.

Barking, Dog, Dogs, Opinion, Painful

Your love taught me to grieve and I have been needing, for centuries a woman to make me grieve for a woman, to cry upon her arms like a sparrow for a woman to gather my pieces like shards of broken crystal

Broken, Centuries, Cry, Grieving, Pieces, Sparrow

My Master. . . Say all you wish of me. It does not matter to me:Shallow. . Stupid. . Crazy. . Simple minded. It does not concern me anymore. For whoever writes about her concerns. in the logic of Men is called a stupid woman. and didn't I tell you in the beginning that I am a stupid woman?

Crazy, Stupid, Writing, Say, Matter

Days will pass, and you’ll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality.

Abandon, Accept, Accepting, Cancel, Dream, Reality

There is who loves you quietly, and respects you quietly, and wishes you privately, and walks away when he sees you busy with someone other than him, and his ego restrains him from getting near you, and contents himself with the love for the sake of love

Ego, Love, Love You, Walks, Wish, Wishes

never believe a man can change a woman those men are pretenders who think that they created women from one of their ribs

Believe, Men, Thinking, Man, Created

Don’t lose a woman that has seen your flaws and still love you.

Flaws, Lose, Love You, Stills, Woman

If you want to kill somebody, conquer his heart, Then leave slowly and leave them between death and madness.

Conquer, Death, Heart, Madness, Somebody, Want

My lover asks me: “What is the difference between me and the sky?” The difference, my love, Is that when you laugh, I forget about the sky

Asks, Difference, Love, Relationship, Romantic

Light is more important than the lantern, The poem more important than the notebook

Important, Lantern, Light, Notebook

We are a thick skinned people with emtpy souls. We spend our days playing dice, chess, or sleeping - and we say we are the best people that ever came to mankind?

Came, People, Say, Sleep, Soul, Spend

Don't love deeply, till you make sure that the other part loves you with the same depth, because the depth of your love today, is the depth of your wound tomorrow.

Deep Love, Depth, Love You, Till, Wound

We killed you and it was not new for us, we killed the companions of the Prophet and the friends of God. O how many Messengers did we slay? O how many imams? We killed you and you prayed the night prayer, as all of our days are struggle - and all of our days are Karbala.

Days, Friends, Imams, Night, Prayer, Struggle

Love in the Arab world is like a prisoner, and I want to set (it) free. I want to free the Arab soul, sense and body with my poetry. The relationships between men and women in our society are not healthy.

Body, Healthy, Love, Men, Relationships, Soul

We need an angry generation, A generation to plow the horizons

Angry, Generation, Generations, Horizon, Horizons, Needs

In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you. Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.

Followed, Sea, Shells, Summer, Thinking

Dive into the sea, or stay away

Away, Dive, Sea, Stay

And I fear that my place gets taken by some other one, very lucky and not too shy, who flirts with your eyes while I’m the one who’s crazy about them.

Crazy, Eye, Flirts, Lucky, Shy, Taken

Arab children, Corn ears of the future, You will break our chains, Kill the opium in our heads, Kill the illusions. Arab children, Don't read about our suffocated generation, We are a hopeless case. We are as worthless as a water-melon rind. Dont read about us, Dont ape us, Dont accept us, Dont accept our ideas, We are a nation of crooks and jugglers. Arab children, Spring rain, Corn ears of the future, You are the generation That will overcome defeat.

Arab, Children, Overcome, Rain, Rind, Spring

What we feel is beyond words. We should be ashamed of our poems.

Ashamed, Feels, Poems, Should, Words

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