#good fuel for when i needa write angst

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its me again with the arabic lyric and poetry stuff , but honestly what hurt me the most was finding out that both "ana wa leila" and "mustaqil" were based on true stories

"mustaqil" takes place in palestine during one of the many wars for the land , where the poet's lover dies on her way to give him something at the border. he watches as she takes her last breath , for his sake. " strew your hair around me , strew. and let us spend the night of a lifetime together. that's how my death becomes astonishing. hug me, kiss my eyes and go on." his lover , souad , was known to have beautiful long hair and scholars claim that he spoke at some point to his friends about how he loved the way that it would embrace him whenever he embraced her.

and "ana wa leila" took place during the arab romanticism and colonial period at one of the many arts schools in arabia. the poet wanted to marry leila , so he promised her that when he got rich enough to support her , he'd marry her. she came from a prestigious family , so much so that when the poet made his goal a reality , she had already been betrothed to another. he preformed his poem to at a competition for the school and both leila and the man she was betrothed to were moved to tears. while he cried after barely making it through the poem , the poet was asked to repeat the beautifully solemn words he wrote for the crowd. if i remember correctly , he never found love again.

at the moment im trying to learn italian and french so i can read those poems as well ! i do hope you the best on your literary journey <33

(arabic lyrics/poetry talks !!)

hello hello !! nice of you to come here to crush my heart into little pieces again /j for legal reasons that's a joke, it's nice to hear from you hehe

AHDHSFJDFH *SLAMS HAND INTO TABLE* MUSTAQIL I'M- i'm so sad ? that's it i'm just sad, i can'ttttt- that gives a brand new meaning and perspective to it. the whole time i thought that it was him dying and her comforting him through it, but turns out it was the other way around. it breaks my heart that the last few lines were probably the things that she said to him as they spent their last night together,,,, "i'm growing tired and my eyes need to close" aahhh god the embracing with the hair part................. romance was invented when the broken hearted took up their pens as swords, laying their devotion and longing out in bloodied ink just for a chance that their beloved would stay.

aghhhhh leila !! *shakes fist* but i can kinda understand, back then it was common practice to marry whoever could provide for you, no matter if it was love or not. i feel so bad for our poet.... it probably took him so long to gather all his riches and to gain as much prestige in the world of literature to have enough money to finally face her again. he probably thought of her constantly when times were hard and everything....only to find out that she was taken by another man :'))))) the thought of him performing this poem to the school, baring his bleeding heart in carefully spun verses as the object of his affections and her betrothed watched on.... your honor i am nothing short of devastated.

thank you so much for taking the time to share these stories with me ! they really helped add another layer to the poems and lyrics that i've already read and i'm sure i won't be forgetting about souad and leila and the men who love them any time soon. i wish you the best of luck on your italian + french studies !! and you're welcome to drop by an ask or a dm whenever you'd like to recommend any poetry / songs to me :D my doors are always wide open hehe

#/trau replies #/amorisqasayid #lovely stuff #i love breaking my own heart #i have a list of songs #i go to when i want myself to be sad #bc the lyrics just destroy my heart #good fuel for when i needa write angst #also these stories were just...beautiful #it really shows you how human poets can be #and how something so tragic as losing a love can be immortalized in prose