أرسلتُ طَرْفي يقتضي طرفَها

وَعْداً به أُبرئُ أسقامي

I sent my gaze to find her gaze

Promising it would cure my love-sick heart

فعاد عنه للحشا جارحاً

كرَجْعَةِ السهمِ إلى الرّامي

But it returned wounded by her indifference

Like an arrow shot back upon its archer

فقاتلي طرفيَ لا طَرْفُهَا

والجَفْنُ من جرحِ الحشا دامِ

So I blamed my eyes, not her eyes

With the wound from her indifference still raw