يا مُخلِفَ الميعادِ كْم تَجْفُوني

وَمُجَوِّدَ الإنشادِ كَمْ تَهْجُوني

O you who break promises, how much do you spurn me

And you who excell in poetry, how much do you satirize me

أفما ترى في ذي البَريَّةِ قاسياً

فتَذُمَّ قَسوَتَهُ بِشِعركَ دُوني

Do you not see the one in the desert being harsh

So you blame his harshness in your poetry except for me

مَا إنْ عدَوْتُكَ في ثَنائي عامِداً

فبِأَيِّ ذَنبٍ فيهِ قَد تَعدُوني

I have never intentionally avoided praising you

So with what sin do you now avoid me

أنا شاكِرٌ للعُرْفِ نَشْرَ يَدٍ فكَمْ

عِندَ العَميدِ المُرتضى تَشكُوني

I am thankful for the gentleness in extending a hand so how much

Do you complain about me to the esteemed leader

يا قاسِياً والقافُ مِنهُ نُقطَةٌ

ومُعَرِّضاً في شِعرِهِ للهُونِ

O you who are harsh and the Qaf in it is a dot

And in your poetry you expose me to humiliation

رِفْقاً بشَيخٍ في ودادكَ مُخلصٌ

بِهَواكَ طُلَ زَمانِهِ مَفتونُ

Have mercy on an old man sincerely devoted to your love

His time has been spent obsessed with your love