Short Poems About Life
Here are some of the most beautiful short verses reflecting on life:
- Rise, O victim of illusion, and ask
What is the value of a human being without wisdom?
Listen as life speaks to you; it is
the master of discipline and enlightenment.
Set up your school in the eloquent classroom of life,
which imparts lessons, most of what it teaches you.
Ask it; and if it remains silent, its silence
Shines greater than any declarations or announcements.
- Eyes have stayed awake, while others sleep,
over matters that may or may not come to pass.
So, ward off worries as best you can,
for burdening yourself with worries is madness.
If yesterday, your Lord provided for you,
then what is to come will also be sufficient.
- Aw, the regret of a moment for a youth!
He experiences it after a while.
Your lifespan, if held tightly in your grasp,
is thrown away after your loved ones.
- Let the days do as they please; be content when fate rules.
Do not despair at the adversities of nights, for the events
of the world do not last.
No sorrow lasts, nor joy; neither poverty nor prosperity endure.
- A life that we wish to maintain without change,
And a world we prefer to remain unchanged.
A life steeped in the roots of death is poison,
Its essence, even if it spreads shadows.
- If a person only values you out of obligation,
Then let them be; do not lament over them overly.
For among people, there are replacements, and in separation,
there is peace.
And in the heart, there is patience for a beloved, even if they distance themselves.
Not everyone you love corresponds to your heart’s affection,
And not everyone you reconcile with remains loyal.
If the purity of affection is not innate,
There is no good in love that comes out of obligation.
Nor is there any goodness in a friend who betrays his companion,
And later treats him coldly after their bond.
Who denies a life that has long since passed,
And reveals a secret that was hidden just yesterday.
Peace be upon the world if there is not in it
A loyal friend, a trustworthy promise, and fairness.
Short Poems About Death
- Death is a truth, yet not every youth
Weeps for it when faced with loss.
- I see people yearning for escape from destiny,
And the continuation of existence is a long suffering.
They condemn killing, yet death is comfortable,
And none suffer more than those who perish from disease.
- There is no home for a person after death,
Except for the one he built before he died.
If he constructs it with goodness, its place is sweet,
But if he builds it poorly, the builder has failed.
For every soul, even when anxious,
Has hopes that sustain it against mortality.
One stretches them while time constricts them;
The soul unfolds them, while death wraps them up.
- There must be death; think and take heed.
Consider yourself, and awaken, O sleepy one.
Indeed, O son of those who perished and vanished,
They did not vanish for your sake to remain here.
Short Poems About Hope
- Indeed, the goals of desires are achieved
Through effort or struggle and perseverance.
The wise spirit remains astute and unfooled
By the glimmer of riches stemming from greedy pursuits.
- How many hopes have we placed in things unattainable?
A person is belittled in their time by hope;
They yearn for wealth and eternal life tirelessly,
But fate and time are obstacles to what they desire.
- Hope in God remains, while faith in humanity dwindles.
People have betrayed, succumbed to discord,
Promised, yet abandoned, treating others with deceit.
Whenever we asked them to return to principles and ideals,
They did not, but rather persisted and fell into the mire.
And everything bitter in their eyes seemed sweeter than honey.
The hope in God prevails, but in humanity, I find no hope.
- Within ourselves, there exists hope,
A joy that revives what has withered.
A sweetness that allows patience in
Facing the trials of life and overwhelming hardships.
- Confront your fate with indifference,
As long as your spirit accompanies your body.
For no joy can last without the joy you felt,
And no sadness can return that which has been lost.
- My hope surpasses my despair.
Thus my heart remains steadfast.
He is the gracious and kind to me,
And I am the one who hopes and gives thanks.
His side tells me of my heart that
One day I will prevail over him.
My ambition is the ambition of kings, and my soul,
is that of a free person who sees humiliation as disbelief.
If I live, I will not be deprived of sustenance;
And in death, I will not lack a grave.
If I am content with my sustenance,
Why would I seek out Zayd and Amr?
Short Poems About the Homeland
- By Ahmed Shawqi:
O my homeland, I found you after despair, as if I had found youth in you.
Every traveler will return one day if granted safety and homecoming.
Every life will eventually pass, no matter how long it remains.
As if the heart after them is a stranger; when nostalgia strikes, it melts away.
No moment in the creation of nights can replace those who have lost their loved ones.
He also said:
In the love of homelands, there is a measure for the noble-minded.
You are poor if you are in need, but if you possess wealth, you are rich.
When noble things are scarce, they become abundant; and when they are cheap, you rejoice.
Indeed, encountering humans does not equal being without a homeland.
- By Abu Tammam:
Take your heart wherever you desire; love is for the first beloved only.
How many homes on Earth does a young man become attached to,
While his longing always returns to the first abode.
- By Ibn Al-Rumi:
I have a homeland I shall never sell, nor shall I see another owning it forever.
I cherished it during the blossoming of youth, a blessing like a people who awakened under its shade.
My soul has grown so fond of it that it feels as though it has a body; without it, it becomes desolate.
The love of a man’s homeland is akin to the opportunities that youth grants.
When they recall their homelands, memories of their childhood arise, and they long for it deeply.
- By Mustafa Sadiq Al-Rafii:
My land dwells in my tongue and my mouth; my heart glorifies it and my words call upon it.
There is no good in one who does not love their homeland, nor in a love companion who is not devoted.
Whoever denies the blessings of their homeland,
is but an animal, for they rise above all unfamiliarity.
Have you not noticed that when a bird comes to its nest,
It rejoices in its safety and sings?
And there is no homeland without one willing to dedicate themselves to it,
Even if they turn to it in their time of need.