1. قَد عَجَنَ الهَجرُ دَقيقَ الهَوى

    في جَفنَةٍ مِن خَشَبِ الصَد

    Estrangement has already kneaded the flour of passion

    In a basin made from the wood of rejection.

  2. وَاِختَمِرِ البَينِ فَنارَ الهَوى

    تَذكي بِسَرجَينِ مِنَ البُعدِ

    And parting fermented; so the fire of passion

    Is kindled with dung from distance.

  3. وَأَقبَلَ الهَجرُ بِمِحراكِهِ

    يَفحَصُ عَن أَرغِفَةِ الوَجدِ

    And estrangement came with its poker,

    Searching for the loaves of longing.

  4. جَرادِقُ المَوعِدَ مَسمومَة

    مَشرودَة في قَصعَةِ الجُهدِ

    The flatbreads of the tryst are poisoned,

    Scattered in the bowl of toil.