يميناً بساجي طَرفهِ واحورارهِ

وتوريدِ قاني خدَّهِ واحمرارهِ

With his alluring glance and rosy cheek,

And redness of his soft face so sleek,

ودُرِّ ثناياهُ وخمرةِ ريقهِ

وَنرجِسِ عَينيهِ وآسِ عِذارهِ

The dimples of his smile, the wine of his mouth,

The narcissi of his eyes, the mischief of his speech,

لَقَد سَفكت منهُ اللِّحاظُ بسيِفها

فيا لِقتيلٍ لم يُطالِب بثارهِ

Indeed his sword-like glances have ripped my heart,

Oh, for a slain man who sought no revenge,

هلالٌ نفى عن مُقلتي لذَّة الكَرى

دَوامُ تَجنيِّهِ وبعُدُ مزارهِ

A crescent that deprived my eyelids of seeing him,

His absence persisted, his dwelling afar,

رَضيتُ بما أَلقاهُ فيهِ منَ الأَسَى

رِضَا ذي خُضُوعٍ طائعٍ غيرِ كارهِ

I accepted what sorrow he cast upon me,

Content submission, obedience without aversion,

بَعيدُ سُلُوِّ القَلبِ ماثَلَ بُعدهُ

بِمطفِيء ما يُذكيهِ حرُّ أُوارِهِ

How distant the solace of heart from his remoteness,

That extinguishes the burning of his passion’s flame,

إليكَ عذولي عن صريحِ هَوى رَشاً

كظبي الفَلا في بُعدهِ وَنفارهِ

To you my avoidance of confessing ardent love,

Like a startled deer in its remoteness and flight,

أُقاسي على حُكمِ الهَوَى منهُ قاسياً

وما يُنصِفُ الَمحبوبُ من لم يُدارهِ

I endure the decree of love stoically from him,

For the beloved does not favor one who flees him,

وما عجَبي من خَدِّهِ كيفَ أَصبحت

تُغمَّرهُ في الماءِ جَمرَةُ نارِهِ

I wonder not at his cheek, how it turned

To submerge it in water, embers of its fire,

بَلا عَجَبي مِن جَفنهِ كيفَ ما غَدا

لَهُ ناصراً مع ضَعفهِ وانكسارِهِ

Rather, I wonder at his eyelid, how it never

Became a helper, despite its weakness and defeat.