The poet Nizar Qabbani delivered his poem in one of the halls that included a poetry festival in Baghdad in 1962, and he fell in the sight of a poem on an Iraqi girl in the twenties, very beautiful, full of strength, their eyes converged several times and fell in his heart, Fahm ..
He asked about her, knowing that she was Bilqis al-Rawi, who lived in Adhamiya in an elegant house overlooking the Tigris River, offering her a sermon from her father, and because the Arabs did not marry their daughter, he did not agree. Nizar returned to Spain where he worked in the Syrian embassy.
The image of Balqis kept his imagination ablaze and did not change his mind, but kept exchanging messages with her in the absence of the father ..
Seven years later he returned to Iraq to participate in the poem, and delivered a poem that aroused the anger of the audience, and learned that it is a story of deep love, and sympathize with the Iraqi people as a whole, he says in his poem:
Hi Iraq, I came to enrich you
And some of the singing cry
Hello, hello
Digged days and heights?
Eat love from the fragility of my heart
The remains were shared by women
All my old loved ones are forgotten
No Nawar answer or Afra
The lips are damp ashes
The fancy tents were tossed by the air
Sadness dwells like the birds of my heart
Woe is wine and my heart is a pot
I wound walking on his feet
Khayoli was tired
Al-Hussein's surgeon some surgical
And my heart of sorrow Karbala
I am the sadness of my friend's time
And little in our time friends
How loved we are on the river bank
And how rug and dances?
I had a princess of love here
Then lost my princess Belle
Where is the face in Adhamiya sweet
If you saw him jealous of the sky?
The story was transmitted to Iraqi President Ahmed Hassan al-Bakr, who was influenced by it. He sent the Minister of Youth Shafiq al-Kamali, the Undersecretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the poet Shazal Taqa, to her to Nazar from her father. Then her father agreed to marry in 1969 to live the most beautiful days of their lives.
After ten years of marriage and travel, he said the poem of its richness Kazem Al Saher early:
I certify that no woman
Only the game is mastered
And I kept my foolishness
Ten years as I have borne
I was as mad as I was patient
And I heard my nails
I arranged for my books
The kindergarten introduced me
except you ..
As soon as Beshar settled in Beirut, where Balqis was working in the Iraqi Embassy, until the fifteenth of the last month of 1981, Nizar invited her to go to her work and shook hands and hugging Fftarka, so went to her work and went to his office Al-Hamra Street, and after he heard his coffee, he heard the sound of a blast from his head to his soles. He said without a feeling, "O my Lord, and only minutes until the news came to him. Lamentations did not write longer than in his life, and the most beautiful of which in this poetry career is the story of love and terrorism, Here the story confirms that it is not the heart of terrorism, and has no principle, no faith!
A small part of the poem "Balkis"
thank you ..
thank you . .
My lover was killed
To drink a cup on the grave of the Martyr
My poem was assassinated ..
Is there a nation in the earth?
- Only we - assassinate the poem?
Balqis ...
She was the most beautiful queen in the history of Babylon
Balqis ..
It was the longest palm tree in the land of Iraq
If you walk ..
Accompanied by peacocks ..
It is followed by a deer ..
Balqis .. O Wage ..
And the pain of the poem when touched by ants
Do you see ..
From after your hair will the ears rise?
Green Nineveh ..
My blonde chick ..
O waves of the Tigris. .
She is wearing the spring with her leg
The best ..
They killed you Balqis ..
Any Arab nation ..
that is
Kill the sounds of plumbers?