عِندِي نِزاعٌ ليسَ عَنْهُ نُزُوعُ

لِلْبَدْرِ حَجْبٌ لَيْسَ مِنْهُ طُلوعُ

I have a strife from which there is no retreat

The moon has a veil from which there is no rising

عَجَباً تَقَضَّى بالخُسوفِ سُطوعُهُ

ولِصِنْوِهِ عَقِبَ الخُسوفِ سُطوعُ

How strange that its brightness was eclipsed

And its beauty returned after the eclipse

أوَ لَيْسَ عُلْوِيُّ الصِّفاتِ حَقيقَةً

غَيْرَ الْتِفاتٍ راعَ وَهْوَ مَروعُ

Or is the Most High not truly characterized

By anything other than care for one distressed?

سُرْعانَ ما فَجَعَ الزّمانُ بِغَصْبِهِ

وَالدَّهْرُ بالعِلْقِ النَّفيسِ فَجوعُ

Soon time wrongfully robbed me of him

And fate ravenously deprived me of that precious comrade

وَطَوى مَعَاهِدَ ذِكْرِهِ وعُهُودِهِ

حَتَّى كأَنَّهُ مَا وَفَى الأُسْبُوعُ

It folded up the scrolls of his mention and covenants

As if it never kept its promise in the week

يَا لَيْتَهُ لَو دامَ يُمْتِعُنِي بِهِ

أَبَداً شُرُوقٌ لِلضُّحَى ومُتُوعُ

O would that he had continued to delight me with himself

Forever risings for the bright dawn and gifts shared

لَهْفِي عَلَيهِ مُوَدّعاً لا يُقْتَضَى

لِذِهابِهِ حَتَّى الحِساب رُجُوعُ

My craving for him bidding farewell cannot be appeased

Even by reckoning his return until the final judgment

كَمْ دَافَعَ الجَيْشُ العَرَمْرَمُ دُونَهُ

لَوْ أَنَّ شَيْئاً لِلْحِمامِ دَفوعُ

How many an impenetrable army did he hold back from him

If something for the doves could be warded off

لِلْقَلبِ حَالُ الشَّمْلِ يَوْمَ نَعِيِّهِ

كُلٌّ علَى حُكمِ الرَّدَى مَصْدُوعُ

For the heart the state of being torn on the day of his death notice

Each is in the grip of destruction, split open

إنْ تَخْلُ مِنْهُ مَنَازِلٌ وَمَطَالِعٌ

لَمْ تَخْلُ مِنْهُ جَوَانِحٌ وضُلوعُ

If places and risings are devoid of him

Breasts and ribs are not devoid of him

بِأَبِي مَحَاسِنَه التِي وُصِلَ الثَّرَى

مِنْها بِما أَنَا دونَهُ مَقْطُوعُ

By his beauty with which he joined the earth

With some of which I am less endowed

لَو رُمْتُ أَنْ أَنْساهُ هَاجَ تَذَكُّرِي

بَرْقٌ لَمُوعٌ أَوْ أَغَنُّ سَجوعُ

If I tried to forget him, my recollection

Would stir like a flaming blaze or copious downpour

وَكَفَى شَهِيداً بِالْهَوَادَةِ والهَوَى

أَنَّ المُباحَ مِن الكَرَى مَمْنوعُ

It suffices as a witness to gentleness and love

That the forbidden of disasters is prevented

لَن يَبْرَحَ السُّهْدُ المُبَرِّحُ مُقْلَتِي

ما دَامَ يُطْبِقُ مُقْلَتَيهِ هُجُوعُ

The friendly assembly will not cease to cheer my eyes

As long as shutting brings them together in seclusion

فيهِ تَهَاجَرَتِ الحَشَايَا والحَشَا

وتَوَاصَلَ البُرْكَانُ واليَنْبُوعُ

In it prairies and meadows reconciled

And springs and volcanoes connected

لا فِطْرَ لا أَضْحَى يُؤَنِّسُ قُرْبَهُ

ولَهُ نُزوحٌ مُوحِشٌ وَشُسوعُ

No feast or celebration makes his proximity joyous

And his absence is lonely and dismal

لَمْ أَشْهَدِ الأَعْيادَ مَسْروراً بِها

لَكِنْ مَخافَة أنْ يُقَالَ جَزوعُ

I did not happily attend celebrations

But fearing it might be said I was disconsolate

حجِّي لأَجْدَاثٍ أَطَابَ تُرَابَهَا

بِشَذىً كَمَا هَبَّ النَّسِيمُ يَضُوعُ

Make pilgrimage to fresh graves, the soil of which

The breeze perfumed as it freely blew

مِنها أهِلُّ لِما أُفيضُ وإنَّما

لِبْسِي هُناكَ كآبَةٌ وَولُوعُ

For them I profess what I pour out, but in fact

My being there is gloom and anguish

والهَدْيُ في تِلكَ المَشَاعِرِ قُدِّسَتْ

قَلْبٌ جُذاذٌ والجِمَارُ دُمُوعُ

And the gift in those sacred places

Is a barren heart, and the tears, a downpour

هُوَ مَا عَهدْتَ فَلا تَدِنْ بِمَلامَتِي

وَجْدِي بِفَرْطِ صَبَابَتِي مَشْفُوعُ

He is as you knew him, so do not blame me

And consider my abundant youthful folly an intercession

وَحَدِيثُ سُلْوانِي مَتَى أُسْمِعتَهُ

فَاحْكُمْ عَلَيْهِ بأَنَّهُ مَوْضُوعُ

And when you hear my dreamy discourse

Judge it as fabricated