Poems
- أو ما ترى الغيث المعرس باكياAnd do you not see the rain, halting to rest and weeping,
- هن البدور النيرات سوافرThey are radiant full moons, unveiled;
- والليل ملقى كاسر موثقAnd night lies cast down—a fettered bird of prey.
- وشممت وردة خدهAnd I smelled the rose of his cheek
- يا رب ليل جبتهAh, many a night have I traversed,
- يا رب مثقلة تنوء بحملهاO Lord, heavy are the clouds barely able to carry their load
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