ما رَقَّشَ الخَطُّ في دَرجٍ وَلا صُحُفٍ

مِن آلِ مُقلَةَ إِلّا قُلُّتٌ فانِ

No pen etched lines in books or scrolls

Of the clan of Muqla except few

سَيفانِ مِن بَحرَي الظَلماءِ ما شُهِرا

إِلّا لِأَفرادِ ذي بُدنٍ وَسَيفانِ

Two swords from the oceans of darkness unsheathed

Only for the singular bodies and the swords

ضَيفانِ لِلدَهرِ ميلادٌ وَمُختَرَمٌ

وَنَحنُ بَينَهُما أَشباهُ ضيفانِ

Two guests of time a birth and worn out

While we between them like two guests

وَما النُسورُ وَإِن كانَت مُمَلَّكَةً

إِلّا نَظيرَ جَرادٍ طارَ خَيفانِ

Though eagles reign loftily

They are but like locusts scared and flown