بَكَرَ الخَليطُ بِمَن تُحِبُّ فَأَدلَجُوا

ظُلماً لَعَمرُكَ ثُمَّ لَم يَتَحَرَّجُوا

The mixture soured with those you love, so they connived

Oppressively, by your life, then felt no shame

كَالشَمسِ تَختَشِعُ الكَواكِبُ حَولَها

وَالشَمسُ لَم تَكُ قَبلَ ذَلِكَ تُدلِجُ

Like the sun, the stars gleam around it

Yet the sun was not dark before that

سَدَّت مَسامِعَها بِفُرجِ مَراجِلٍ

مِن نَسجِ حَيٍّ مِثلُهُ لا يَنسُجُ

She has blocked her ears with steam boiler lids

Woven from living fibers, none like it are woven

مَرَّت عَلَينا بِالبِلاطِ وَطَرفُها

مِن غَيرِ ما حَوَلٍ إِلَينا أَعوَجُ

She passed by us in the palace walkway, her gaze

Turned, without paying heed to us, askance