1. Is there a tenth of mine that spears of Bani al-Ghabra drive each day,
Turning their necks back, avoiding its pools, a pasture for stallions?

2. When I am away from the family of Muhallim,
Their girls look longingly towards me from behind the tents,

3. Yearning for an estate that was not intended for them,
While the pasture was barren and the resting places desolate.

4. Every treacherous coward has deceived me about them,
Hiding his schemes from the wrathful avenger.

5. The worst harm is that which comes from an unworthy man,
And the plotting of the slanderer unlike the flattery of the agreeable.

6. For fear in the heart of a fearful man to be reached,
Is not like fear being reached in the heart of a tranquil man.

7. Horses dragged girths in every town,
Bearing long spears upon their withers.

8. Enemies diverted them from me, so at daybreak
They were homeless ones from 'Aliq and barren mount Safin.

9. A party of people whose land a wolf pack ravaged,
The furious foes did obscure with their dust columns.

10. Were it not for the wolves of 'Amir, they would resemble
At Mecca, the flocks of pigeons flocking together.

11. Each day we have from them a vicious wolf
With blood of poetry on its teeth and claws.

12. Whenever you looked towards Najd or the depression you were disgraced
With a mark whose fires blazed among the settlements.

13. You sought the sun of the perfume-sellers, so get away
From the rope of ignominy, you distant outcasts.

14. Virgins among you lusted with the lust of your women,
While they were in my care, clothed in robes.

15. Take them, but had you married one to Burqah
She would have cut ties to my abode with divorce.