لا ترث لي غير العقيقِ عقيقا

وَاِسكُب دموعكَ بالعقيقِ عقيقا

Inherit from me naught but weeping, weeping evermore

And let fall your tears with the weeping, weeping evermore

عزمَ الفريقُ عَلى الفِراق فهل ترى

فيما تَرى لكَ كالفريقِ فَريقا

Though the companions determine to part, can you see

One like the companions, for you, as a companion, evermore?

يا سائِلي نهجَ الطريقِ تَركتمو

قَلبي لَكُم دونَ الطريقِ طريقا

O you who tread the path, you left behind

My heart for you, beside the path, a path, evermore

غادَرتُموني لا أفيقُ منَ الكرى

في الحبِّ عُذراً أَن أكونَ أفيقا

You left me - I awake not from anguish

In love, forgive me, to be so awake, evermore

أمكلّفي ما لا أُطيق فإن تُطق

صبراً فلستُ لما تُطيقُ أطيقا

You task me with what I cannot endure, so if you bear

Patience, I cannot bear what you can bear, evermore

أَتلومُني والوجدُ منّي لم يزل

بينَ الأضالعِ كالحريقِ حريقا

You blame me, yet passion in me never ceased

Between my ribs like an inferno, burning evermore

وَمَدامِعي قَد أغرقت جِسمي فصا

ر القلبُ في بحرِ الغرامِ غريقا

My tears have flooded my body, so my heart

In the sea of love became drowned, evermore

وَمُدامَتين لهوتُ مع ظمأ الحشا

بِهما صبوحاً دائماً وغبوقا

And two wine-skins - I toy with, thirsting always

With them, mornings and evenings, evermore

فَمدامةٍ راؤوقُها الراؤوقُ وال

أُخرى يكونُ لَها اللمى راؤوقا

One wine-skin's sipper is the sipper, the other

For it shall have the touching of lips, evermore

باتَت تصفّق هذهِ في مبسمي

بمجاجةٍ مِن هذهِ تَصفيقا

This one stays clapping in my smile

With a cup from that one, clapping evermore

وَتُديرُ لي في مَجلسي من هذهِ

ومنَ اللمى الإبريقَ والإبريقا

And turns for me in my sitting, from this one

And from the touching of lips, the pitcher and pitcher, evermore

إِن رمت رشفَ مدامةٍ أَو ريقةٍ

أَدنت إليَّ مدامَها وَالريقا

If you hurl a draft or a sip of wine

She brings her wine-skin close to me, evermore

ولئن سئمت من الرحيق فإن لي

من ثغرها مثل الرحيق رحيقا

And if I grow tired of the pure wine, still for me

From her lips comes like the pure wine, evermore

وَكأنّما شمس تناولُ راحةً

من كفّها المرّيخ والعيّوقا

And as though a sun takes respite

From its palm the red planet and the moon, evermore

شمسُ إِذا شرقت يكونُ شُروقها

للناسِ مِن قبلِ الشروقِ شُروقا

The sun, when it rises, its dawn

For people comes before the dawn, evermore

وَظللتُ أرشفُ مِن مَراشِفها جنى

وَكأنّ ريحَ المسكِ باتَ سَحيقا

And I stayed sipping from her pillow a paradise

As though the musk wind spent the night intoxicated, evermore

حتّى إِذا كشرَ الصباحُ بمبسمٍ

فيما لَدَينا لَم يَكُن موموقا

Till when the morn grinned with a smile

While with us, no appointment had been made, evermore

صافحَتها فَجَرت مدامعُها أقا

حاً فوقَ وَجنتها يظلّ شقيقا

She greeted him, so her tears flowed freely

Above her cheek, remaining pure drops, evermore

يا حُسنها في ذاكَ حينَ اِستَوكَفت

دَمعاً على الخدِّ الرقيقِ رقيقا

O her beauty in that moment when she sufficed

With a tear on the delicate cheek, pure drops, evermore

أيّام كان الحوضُ منها صافياً

لِلوصلِ لا كدراً ولا مطروقا

Days when the basin from her was pure

For union, no murkiness and no muddying, evermore

إِذ نحنُ كلٌّ كانَ منّا لم يزل

في ذاكَ إلّا عاشقاً معشوقا

When we were, each one from us ceased not

In that to be a lover, beloved, evermore

أَشواقُنا ما بَيننا مقسومة

فَالكلُّ يصبحُ شائقاٌ ومشوقا

Our passions between us divided

So all become desiring and desired, evermore

ثِق بالحجا دونَ الشقيقِ فربّما

كانَ الحجا دونَ الشقيقَ شقيقا

Trust in one you know, not the companion, so perhaps

The one you know, not the companion, is a companion, evermore

وَاِسمح أَخاكَ فأنتَ إِن كلّفته

شططاً جنيتَ البرّ منه عقوقا

And forgive your brother, for you - if you task him

With excess - gain but ingratitude from him, evermore

كَم بالحجا ضيقٌ غدا سعةً وكم

سعةٌ غَدَت عندَ الجهالةِ ضيقا

How by one you know, straits become spacious and how

Spaciousness for the ignorant becomes constricted, evermore

يا للرجالِ لحكمِ دهرٍ مسّني

ظنّ اللئيم بهِ غَدا تَحقيقا

O for the men! For the judgment of an age that tried me

The vile's assumption of it became truth, evermore

هَذا زَمانٌ صارَ فيه حليمهُ

عيّاً وصارَ سفيههُ منطقيا

This is an age in which its wise one

Became blind and its fool became logical, evermore

والحرّ عَن نيلِ المطالبِ موثقٌ

وَالنذلُ يَسعى في هواهُ طليقا

And the free from attaining hopes is fettered

While the base seeks his passions unfettered, evermore

لولا أَبو الطيب المليك عرار ما

لِلجودِ شمت مخايلاً وبروقا

Were it not for Abu al-Tayyib the King - Glory

Arrogance would not have tasted geniality and lightning, evermore

ملكٌ يرى أنّ الهباتِ فريضةٌ

وَيَرى عليهِ المكرُمات حقوقا

A king who sees largesse as a duty

And sees graciousness upon him as rights, evermore

رزقُ العبادِ على يديهِ ورزقهُ

يَجري فَيُدعى رازقاً مَرزوقا

The people's sustenance is by his hands, and his sustenance

Flows, so he is called Sustainer and Sustained, evermore

ما همَّ مخلوٌ له بمكيدةٍ

إلّا كفاهُ الخالقُ المخلوقا

No schemer schemes against him

But the Creator protects the created from him, evermore

إنّ الرياسةَ بايَعته لأخذها

عهداً وميثاقاً لديهِ وثيقا

Indeed leadership pledged allegiance to him to take it

As a covenant and pact with him, binding, evermore

هل يُستطاعُ له لحوقٌ بعدما

قَد كانَ فاتَ النيّرين لُحوقا

Can one reach him, after he had passed

The swift, outpacing them in swiftness? Evermore

لَو بعدَ أحمد في الأنام نبوّةٌ

أَضحى بِها دونَ الأنامِ حقيقا

If after Ahmad there was prophethood among people

He would have it above people, truly evermore

يا من أهانَ بعدلهِ المتهوّد ال

مُنتصّر المتمجّس الزندِيقا

O you who disgraced the Jewish apostate

The victorious Christian infidel, evermore

ضلّت عقولُ عداكَ لمّا كافحوا

بَحراً لجيشكِ لا يُخاض عميقا

The minds but yours went astray when they battled

A sea your army crosses unfathomed, evermore

وصدَمتهم لمّا أتوكَ بجحفلٍ

لجبٍ فمزّق جَمعهم تَمزيقا

And they met you with hordes like mountains

So you shredded their throngs shred by shred, evermore

نَكّحتهم منكَ السيوفَ فطلّقت

أَرواحُهم أجسادَهم تَطليقا

Their swords divorced from you

Their souls their bodies unambiguously, evermore

يعتاضُ خيلك بالتراب ترائباً

مِنهم وهاماً بالسيوفِ فليقا

Your horses churn the dust into waves

Of them, terrified by the swords, scattered, evermore

أَدركت غاياتَ الثناءِ وسلكتَ من

طرقِ الرئاسةِ مسلكاً إزليقا

You attained the limits of praise and tread from

The paths of leadership a path smoothly paved, evermore