يا ذَرَويّاً كان في حبّهِ

جسميَ في الرقّةِ كالذّرِّ

O you who was tender in his love

My body became delicate like a speck of dust

أقْصَدْتَني بالهُجْر من بعد ما

أقصدْتَني من قبلُ بالهجْرِ

You shunned me after you had

Shunned me before with estrangement

وخفتُ أن ينطِقَ ثغري بما

يُبيحُ آثارَ حِمى الثّغِر

And I feared my lips would reveal

What would disclose traces of the fever of my lips

كنْ آمناً فالدهرُ قد شُفِّعَتْ

أحداثُه فيكَ مَدى الدهرِ

Be at ease, for time has interceded

Its events in you for ages

هيهاتَ أن أبلغَ بالشِعْرِ ما

قد بلغَتْ منك يدُ الشِعْرِ

Alas! That I express in poetry what

The hand of poetry has expressed of you