زَمانٌ بارَتِ الأُدَباءُ فيهِ

فَلَيسَ لَهُم بِمَوسِمِهِ نَفاقُ

An era in which the literati have excelled

Yet they lack sincerity in their season

يَسوقُ إِلَيَّ هَمّا بَعدَ هَمٍّ

وَعَتبي عَن مَسامِعِهِ يُساقُ

It leads me from one sorrow to the next

While my reproach is driven from their hearing

لِأَنّي لَستُ آمُلُ بُقياً

وَهَل يَبقى عَلى القَمَرِ المَحاقُ

Since I have no more hope of remaining

Does the new moon remain in its last phase?