Muhammad Al-Zoghbi began to engage in the field of writing poetry in early 2002 AD, his talent was discovered by his mother and she was the first of the fans, as she carried on her back the defense of his dreams, especially after the departure of his father, the poet Muhammad Al-Zoghbi, a rare poetic talent.
Al-Zoghbi embraces social, religious and national issues in his poetry, and was interested in developing and developing his talent through reading poems and listening to songs, which earned him knowledge of the secrets of the word and deciphering poetic writing.
Zoghbi’s opinion on festivals
Muhammad al-Zoghbi is interested in focusing on the melodies and the voice of the singer and knows how to form letters and words that coincide with the interests and requirements of the times, and he appreciates the value of meaningful words that have meaning, and he rejects the absurdity called festivals and this type is considered an artistic decline, and an intruder to art, and he adds, I am against the idea of festivals Basically.
Difficulties in Zoghby's life
The poet Muhammad Al-Zoghbi faced many difficulties in his career with poetry, among which he mentioned to “Sabah Masr” negative criticism and support for the provision of talent production, and reliance on great poets. He adds, I don’t love the composer or the singer he says
Its origin is not my color or I do not feel it, the singer means singing anything, the composer means composing anything.
Last year, Muhammad Al-Zoghbi wrote one of his songs after a failed experiment in association under the title: Tea with Jasmine and sung it by Muhammad Ramo from the late composer Mustafa Hussein and distributed by Salah Al-Kurdi, Audio Engineering, Master and Mixage Mustafa Suleiman.
When the artist Shaaban Abdul Rahim passed away, Muhammad Al-Zoghbi was the first to think of making a song for him that embodies the memory of his departure under the title: “A stump man” sang by Asaad Yahya and composed by Tamer Al-Sayed and distributed by Islam Ezzat, audio engineering, master and mixing Ramo. the work.
This is one of his lyrical poems:
My mother, my mother, my mother, my mother
It is the first word I say in life
She is the most expensive people on me and a lifeline
My mother, my mother, my mother, my mother
And the one who raised my mind, and the one who kept my mind
And who is always standing beside me my love
To my mother who gave me
She dictates Shaivani with her eyes
Jay hero from Tani World
To my mother who is like a wedge
What you dictate is based on
To the cuddle I want
To the six beloved de
You are a dream in a movie
You are the most important in this world
I am still breathing in your lap at night
Whatever I get and whatever I say
You are my hidden love
No matter how much I grow up, I accept your son and you are my mother
To the heart full of love
And the paradise of our Lord, on earth
This is my duty to serve you
Lord, appreciate me
To my mother and the crown of my head
My life and all my breath
Let me, Lord, fix my self
Enter Heaven with my consent
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