بِبُلْبَيْسَ لاقيتُ وَشْكَ النوى

فلاقاه عن عجلٍ خَسْفُهُ

In Bulbais I met the green of bent twigs

Yet found it from hastening its loss

ولا جاده الغيث مِن منزلٍ

كأنّ مجالسَه كُنْفُهُ

Nor did rain aid it from any halt

As if its dwellings were its bosom

وحسبك من منزِلٍ موحِشٍ

ثلاثة أخماسِهِ وصفه

And enough for you from a desolate halt

Three fifths of it and describe it