يا طالِبَ الصَورِيِّ إِن لَم تَتُب

عَن شِعرِكَ المُنتَحَلِ البارِدِ

O seeker of aestheticism, if you don't repent

Of your plagiarized, frigid poetry

حَلَّ بِأَكتافِكَ في جِلَّقٍ

ما حَلَّ بِالهَيتِيِّ في آمِدِ

You will be afflicted on your shoulders with tatters

Like those that befell Al-Haythi in ruin