Beautiful Poetry about Eid in Arabic
Numerous poets have celebrated the joy of Eid in their verses. Below are some notable poems reflecting the spirit of this festive occasion:
Poem: O Poet of Beauty, This is Eid’s Splendor
O Poet of beauty, this is the splendor of Eid,
Call upon the inspiration and sing the anthems.
This is the bliss you once sang of,
Do not divert your attention from something that is nonexistent.
The charms of summer are found in the plain and the mountain,
And the thrill of summer is felt even in the boulders.
There is no face you see that isn’t radiant,
And you hear nothing but the voice of the singing bird.
Poem: The Morning of Eid Breaks in the East
The morning of Eid dawns in the east,
With a clamor of joy that ebbs and flows.
A morning that reveals happiness with its sun,
Which has no other imagined sunrise.
A morning adorned with wealth and richness,
While the needy wear patched garments.
A morning where the wealthy bestow fine clothes upon their children,
Causing the orphan to shed tears for what is lost.
A morning that sees brides adorned in jewels,
While the eyes of widows refuse to dry.
Poem: Eid Visits You, Carrying Longing
Eid visits you, carrying the yearning,
And if it strays from you, its feet do not bear it.
Like fasting, you were not chosen for its transportation,
Rather, it is the spinning heavens that convey it.
It drags you with reluctance, even as it beckons,
To the One who calls on you and prays for you.
And may you live long in the bliss you create,
The holidays gather toward you, hastening,
Longing for you for a reason you are not unaware of.
Poem: The Eid Has Arrived, With a Joyful Smile
The Eid has come with a joyful smile,
Desiring you to live forever.
May you live in ecstatic bliss eternally,
And be counted among your glorious days.
Rejoice and be happy with its arrival,
With a will that pursues fortitude,
Bringing you what you desire of strength and longevity.
Poem: The Eid is a Welcome with Acceptance
The Eid is a welcome occasion with acceptance,
Bringing news of joy with its arrival.
It is right for him to enjoy the pleasure of what has transpired,
In the presence of God and His Messenger.
The fasting bore witness for him with what was entrusted,
From the hours before his departure.
With what he witnessed from fulfilling the right,
In preserving, reverence, and sanctity.
Illuminating the dark nights until dawn,
Remembering it, catching its light with the evening.
Poem: The Fitr Comes with Renewed Hopes
The Fitr has arrived with hopes we renew,
For life consists of aspirations that we revive.
If not for attachment to hope, we would worship it;
The Eid does not honor, nor does it recognize the festive days.
Those who prayed with dawn—embraced by prayers—
And the songs whispered to me in their spirit.
Oh, how I wish to be like dawn in vitality,
So that my prayers may not be confined.
And I inhale the fragrance within the verdant dreams,
As if it emanates from the grace of God.
Poem: He Asked Me, What is Eid?
He asked me: What is Eid? Please describe its essence so I may know its shape.
I replied: Eid is flowers and visions, a melody.
It is the memory of dawn that hasn’t captured its darkness.
It is the text where love affixed its seal.
It is Eid, threads of sunlight from the beloved,
A masterpiece of kindness woven perfectly.
Beautiful Nabati Poetry about Eid
Many Nabati poets have celebrated Eid in their verses. Below are some Nabati poems that reflect the spirit of Eid:
- The poet says:
I reflect on myself while I celebrate with people,
My joy completes when I see you on Eid.
I cheerfully pretend, and God knows my feelings.
What is my emotion when you are far away?
Whoever took me to you unintentionally,
I felt alone among my tribe,
While they feel my sorrow, they say “It’s okay”.
Exchanging greetings on your Eid,
If only I had time, every day would be filled with celebrations.
Even if I were in a prison of iron,
I have mingled with friends of many backgrounds.
No one besides you has I given my heart to,
While I stand beneath what drags my head low.
All the things I cherished in you, I swear,
I found my taste within you and I severed despair.
With you, hope begins to come back anew.
- The poet says:
I approach you, filled with joy,
Shedding my sadness and embracing happiness.
My face beams with joy, my eyes sparkling,
In a new dress, with fragrances heightened.
I know sadness has its place on my forehead,
And I know the tears dwell within me, clinging to stubbornness.
I know I did not choose anything sorrowful;
These are fates from my Lord that I have no control over.
So I apologize, dear sadness, for releasing you,
For the taste of Eid is sweet happiness.
- The poet says:
O moment of joy, how I long for Eid,
Eid of eyes and the heart of yearning.
Return the beauty in my sight, O you with the dazzling smile,
And sway my words with the melodies of the rababa.
My words are in your voice, the most beautiful song,
O symbol of my love, here’s a token of writing.
O dawn of my life, you rejuvenate my years,
And your love refreshes each day’s youth.
For Eid and the moon, your beauty marks the date,
Where the night of love opens its door for lovers.
How I often called out your name with longing,
O, how the breeze of longing around you feels like a mirage.
And how I wished for you against other beautiful faces,
And I say, none compares to you, O beloved of my soul.
- The poet says:
O Eid, if only I could laugh at your mention;
As if I had drawn laughter before your arrival.
If it was your appearance selling, I would not have bought it,
For I fear the orphan may come across my scent.
How can I smile at you when I lack the strength to hide you?
And the shared sorrow lingers deep in my lines,
O Eid, you have not left me in peace without the facelessness.
The burden in our lives has become our spiritual sustenance.
- The poet says:
Tomorrow is Eid, and congratulations are due,
It is necessary to wish you well, O present ones.
It is essential for each friend to congratulate their companion,
For these are traditions of Arabs and Muslims.
The Eid is approaching, and happiness is subdued,
And thus the days and years continue to pass.
May you bask in continuous euphoria,
And every year, all of you, my beloveds, are in good spirits.
This is a gift from me to those who dwell within my heart,
Fragrant with gestures and the scent of jasmine.
- The poet says:
O Eid, you have not looked into my eyes,
For I find myself entangled in memories of forgotten times.
I could not let joy embrace my melancholy,
For my sadness outweighs the greetings of happiness.
I tried to match your joy and unveil my face,
But when I smiled, it could not last a moment.
- The poet says:
O Eid, your morning is adorned with the gift of presence,
And seeing you transforms Eid into purpose.
The scent of Eid wafts with your fragrance,
And I long to hear you say, “Eid while you are by my side.”
I dress up and transform, imagining your feelings,
I comb my hair and refresh what I have abandoned in the mirror.
My clothes drink in fragrance at your revealing moment,
And I savor your scent as it fills my spirit.
I go and return, eagerly expecting your visit,
Unraveling the heart’s strands and weaving my struggles.
I echo your verses and navigate through waters,
Longing for excellence in affection, O belovéd one.
- The poet says:
The Eid is not just a single day in Shawwal,
Eid is the sweet words in your presence.
The Eid is the joy of an elder, a girl, and children,
Eid is a vessel that does not dock into limits.
Eid is a memory filled with glimpses for generations,
Eid is an invitation of love for your ancestors.
Eid is a being that has stirred the hearts of men,
Eid is a child as richly adorned,
Eid is the innocence of a child amidst the cold.
Eid is the tear of a child and hunger’s battle,
Eid is a weeping child of indifference.
Eid is a flower blossoming in shades of yellow,
Eid is a sprinkle of perfume on soft cheeks.
- The poet says:
Eid carries luck unfairly,
Eid encourages me to momentarily forget your indifference.
Eid is the hope that builds dreams for tomorrow; the hope is that your presence is celebrated,
Wishing you a happy Eid filled with joy and contentment.
- The poet says:
O jewel of the world, may your life be rich with goodness,
May your Eid be filled with joy and happiness.
I will write you poems, but fear I might fall short,
Or it may not reach the extent of longing and its tales.
I will write for you poems from a pure mind that refuses to change,
With roots deep in the past, my head held high, and I won’t stray.
I will write you poems from a sincere heart, conveying feelings,
Translating the secrets of a soul that has revealed its depths.
I will write you poems that dance to the melody as the wings of birds,
Singing once the nights of love unfold gently.
I will write you poems filled with letters carrying appreciation,
In the palm of love given to you, O daughter of flowers.
I will write you poems that outshine everything, onto the canvas where clouds reflect your eyes as I gaze.