1. With spears poised to stab, she charges to attack
No matter her cries, their horns refuse to call back

2. Intertwined, one's creation the other does lack
Like broken bone shards, worn by ceaseless flak

3.
Her hidden venom makes needles sharply sting

4. When she berates, how harsh the words she brings
She postpones with rests those not dead from her stings

5. Till through their guts her troubles she wrings

6. If the spring's hue lacks its vivid dress
From jaundice, its pallor we can guess

7. Her veil's reserved to hide and suppress
All that through it the eyes can assess

8.
Her spear's now poised, upright and erect

9. With a slain gazelle's thorn, her aim perfected
None before saw a she-ostrich so decked

10. In even rows like a Franconian tunic bejeweled

11. Her stab no watcher can ever detect
No medic dares there his probe inject

12. With her I've Qais and his love neglected
Her significance profound, her troubles ejected

13.
Her venom flows sudden, no time to reflect

14. Filling hearts in chests though securely protected
At night she falls, causing harm and deject

15. As hearts heed and minds become dejected

16. A hidden hurt that all places infect
Like a guard roaming sites to inspect

17. All corners avoid her evil effect
As gazelles from the hyena evade and defect

18.
She comes raging, kindled like cubs' mother

19. Her crown flaring, nothing more smother
Eyes holding your eyes' blue, none other

20. Though few in eyes obtain such color

21. She advanced and her horns moved like a crab
To it her antlers creeped, her weapons stab

22. Reciting Qur'an: disaster won't accost
As stars in their setting collect their last drabs