رِدُوا عَبرَةً تَهمِي كَما انهَمَلَ القَطرُ

يُؤوِّرُها قَلبٌ كما التَهَبَ الجَمرُ

Return a lesson that grieves as rain drips down

Soaked by a heart as embers flare aflame

رَأيتُ الهَوى مُرّاً عَلَى مَن يَذُوقُهُ

فَمَطلَبُهُ صَعب ومَركَبُهُ وَعرُ

I saw passion bitter to whoever tastes it

Its quest is hard and its terrain is rough

رَفَعتُ يَدي نَحوَ الحَبيبِ فَردَّها

فَعُدتُ فَعادَ الجمرُ وافتُضِحَ السِّرُّ

I raised my hand towards the beloved but he pushed it away

So I returned as embers relit and secrets shone bare

رَمَانِي بسَهمٍ مِن سِهامِ صُدُودِهِ

ولاَ هَدَفٌ إلاَّ التَّرائِبُ والنَّحرُ

He shot me with arrows from his quiver of rejection

No target but doubts and pierced insides for sure

رِضَايَ رِضاهُ بانَ عَنيَ أو دنا

وَيحسُنُ باستحسَانِهِ الوَصلُ والهَجرُ

My pleasure is his pleasure if he draws near or pulls away

Parting and union seem fair by his grace

رَكِبتُ جَموحَ الحُبِّ قَبلَ اختِبارِهِ

فأذهَلَني عَن وَصفِ أخبَارهِ الخُبرُ

I rode the unbroken steed of love before testing it

Dazed by its ways beyond describing its nature

رَحِيقٌ إذا دَارَت عَلَى القَلبِكاسُهُ

فَبَاطِنُهُ صَحوٌ وظَاهِرُهُ سُكرُ

A wine when its cup spins around the heart

Outwardly sober, inwardly drunk in its lure

رَقِيبُ الهَوىَ لَم يُبقِ إلاّ صُبَابَةً

مِن الرُّوح تُزجِيها الجَوانحُ والصَّدرُ

Love's guardian left me with but a wisp

Of spirit that ribs and breast set free

رَهِينَةُ قَلبِي فِي يَدَيكَ وَدِيعَةٌ

وكَفِّيَ مِن قَلبِي ومِن حُبِّهِ صِفرُ

My heart is your hostage, a trust in your hands

And my palms are empty of it and its fervor

رَجعتُ إلى الصَّبرِ الّذِي لا أطيقًهُ

عَلَآ أنَّ مِثلي لَيسَ يَخدَعُهُ الصَّبرُ

I returned to patience that I cannot endure

Though the likes of me are not fooled by patience