Poems
- أثرنا خبايا العيش في جنب خابيهWe stirred up life's hidden treasures beside a wine jar,
- بابي طلوعك ايها القمرMay my father be a ransom for your rising, O moon!
- فسد الزمان فما ترىThe age has grown corrupt, so you see nothing
- وريم اصار الخانقاه كناسهAnd a gazelle made the Sufi lodge his lair,
- ولقد يئست من الرئيIndeed, I have lost hope in the chief,
- يقال ابن مشكان وابن الجريشThey say: “Ibn Mishkān and Ibn al-Juraysh.”
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