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I Desire Your Departure, Yet My Heart Refuses
I wish to distance myself from you, but my heart defies me,
Your reproach burdens me, filling my soul with regret.
If you forsake me, my sleep also abandons me,
And the darkness consumes me with grief and sorrow.
When I recall your beauty,
My gaze longs for you, while my heart suffers.
I lament the torment you bring upon me in love,
Yet I repay your cruelty with affection.
I realize your habitual coldness towards me,
So why have I made love my enduring pursuit?
And there are those who remind me of living, yet complain,
With their hearts filled with desire and vexation.
Do you reward me with distance for my affection,
While your love calls for my heart in vain?
In all beauty among mankind, there’s a fault,
If being distant is counted as a flaw.
I’ve taken my passion from my eyes and my heart,
So my eyes have called, and my heart has responded.
You exemplify beauty in every form,
For which I shall sacrifice both my body and spirit.
I love you when you gracefully bear your beauty,
And I fear that such grace may become habitual.
They say: there is peace and spirit in alternatives,
Yet I sought a substitute and found it to be difficult.
I pondered rational solutions hoping for relief,
But why do I find solace has eluded me?
If the cup of wine does not dissolve my worries,
Then the hand of the pourer is cursed and condemned.
Despite this, I am more abstinent than anyone who indulges,
And nobler than the devotees of the monastery.
I possess a soul that surely flourishes,
Like dew-kissed roses blossoming in the breeze.
My Weary Heart Awaits Your Comfort
Your beloved has forsaken you,
And weeps for you, as memories linger.
My heart, bewildered and tormented,
Has become weary, and sleepless eyes suffer.
What remains is but a flicker,
Reserved for you while it fades away.
It calls to the stars, seeking your presence,
To remain awake through the night in your yearning.
It knows every whisper of longing,
Reverberating through the grove.
How often has your apparition eluded me,
Only to teach restraint that I won’t grasp?
Perhaps your shade aids my suffering,
Or maybe your image provides relief.
In beauty, I sworn by your resemblance,
And in variety, your presence stands alone.
Your beauty could rival any celestial vision,
With a heavenly aura that captivates all.
Every longing heart wishes to touch you,
If only the past were resurrected to witness your grace.
Your eyes deny acknowledging my pure love,
Even your cheek refuses to accept the truth.
My witnesses have become rare since you’ve turned away,
Yet I beckon towards your cheek to make my case.
Desire stalks my heart, encumbering it,
But still, it remains aloof, refusing my advances.
What reason binds your waist as it entangles me?
Between my love and yours, there’s a division,
That no whisper can disrupt or disclose.
Why does the critic open a pathway for release,
When I seal it off completely?
They say I am barely falling madly in love,
But I find myself worshipping you wholly.
My heart tolls for you,
And within my chest lies a sacred altar to your memory.
How I’ve Longed For You, My Spirit Lies Within You
How I’ve longed for you, my spirit lies within you.
O comfort of my heart, to whom shall I confide about you?
I wish to express my anguish to the one capable of guiding you,
And who can fulfill the hopes of the patient.
In my current state of separation from you, do you find contentment?
Where was your mind when I began to love?
Was your affection misdirected?
Your attempts at abandonment seem to fuel my yearnings,
For I crave your presence every moment.
What have you done to deserve this treatment from your heart?
Is it magic that flows through my veins, or have I lost my mind?
The schemers conspire against me,
Yet, listen to me as I plead.
Is it you who has captured my heart,
Or should I abandon all reason concerning this affair?
Your affection burns within me; come and see,
For beneath this exterior lies open admiration.
My pain is transparent to all who observe,
While I patiently await to achieve my desire.
The Charm of Innocence Comes Naturally
The allure of innocence comes both naturally and through artifice,
And I behold in your demeanor a captivating enchantment.
You charm as you will, for beauty cannot be forced,
Thus making sweet submission to be heard.
It’s possible that malicious whispers could frighten you,
While I cannot help but remain entranced by your charm.
They say the gazelle heeds such lamentations,
Yet I declare, the gazelle comprehends nothing of such folly.
I am one who loves you truly, finding solace in your presence,
While your audacity flesh becomes my ambition.
I have placed my hopes before you in love,
Transforming my dreams into an unattainable vision.
In my affection, I am sincere; I hold no regret,
For I would sacrifice everything for a chance at your embrace.
May we traverse distances together in love,
Our journey guided not by fate, but our desires.
Inquire of My Heart on the Day it Finds Peace
Ask my heart indeed on the day it finds solace.
Perhaps there may be a rebuke concerning beauty.
Only ask of the one deemed wise,
And discover whether beauty grants wisdom.
Whenever I questioned my heart,
It would retreat, letting sorrow speak in lieu of answers.
Beneath my ribs flows the essence of grief,
Wounding me for the youth it has robbed.
As tears escape, my sentiments seem to vanish,
But applause resonates in my heart, saying it endures.
If hearts were forged from steel,
They would endure no more than the agony that I bear.
And in love, I have partaken in the vintage,
But the connection we share was but a fleeting embrace.
In youth, we regrettably wasted moments,
Cherishing delight in a tapestry of indulgence.
And yet, the tapestry of life will eventually unravel,
Though time stretches as sweetly as it can bear.
After their departure, my heart has become a stranger,
If only they return, memories will thaw my ice.
No one can enlighten you concerning the essence of time,
Just as those who have lost their loved ones cannot comprehend.
This world has shown me the fickle nature of life,
It changes with every fleeting moment, becoming unpredictable.
Alas, the faintest trace of lovers,
Oftentimes, it won’t cease to fade.
The fleeting days I once witnessed, they pass quickly,
While I demand justice for their absence.
The nightingales of the past sung for our hearts,
And they decay while memories fade into echoes.
Continue to sow knowledge and teach the youth,
For tomorrow shall dawn anew with wonder.
Restore hope, even for the downtrodden,
As despair erases the fervor of the young.
For the Creator has woven sustenance through collaboration,
Even if He favored certain people with a bounty.
Nothing hinders the industrious from reaping their harvest,
Nor has the unfortunate found themselves forsaken.
If not for greed, many would not perish,
And in destinies, they would not submerge.
I have exhausted myself with accusations,
While the advocates of virtue have tired of their discourse.
If perhaps I spoke to the inanimate,
My words would echo through the sweetest streams.
Have you not witnessed how air flowed,
Reaching far and wide to touch every dwelling?
And sunbeams cast their warmth upon the land,
As the brightness touches the barren earth.
And the rivers quenched the thirst of the lions,
Bringing relief to the brimming seas.
God equalizes fate amongst you,
And lays you to rest alongside the righteous.
For the messenger from among you, a solitary beacon,
Approaches the Divine, becoming a cherished soul.
A prophet of virtue has revealed to you the pathway,
Creating passages toward righteousness.
After Jesus, people diverged in beliefs,
Yet with this arrival, they found a new dawn.
He cleansed souls from the taints of malevolence,
Refreshing them from the predatory instincts of the wild.
His message was clarity, illuminating truth,
While his steed championed righteousness.
He instructed us in the forum of glory,
Taking hold of earth’s command that seemed seized.
Acquiring demands cannot occur solely through wishing,
But must be attained through a determined heart.
There lies no impossible fate for those ready to act,
Whenever boldness is their steed galloping forth.
The dawn of the enlightened rises and radiates,
Filling the lands with joyous tidings.
Indeed, the daughter of Wahb entered the world,
With a pure hand that embraced all.
For she gave birth to a brilliant light,
Just as the heavens herald the meteors.
She stood beneath the light of the Sacred House,
Illuminating the mountains of Mecca and the surrounding lands.
Yathrib bloomed with fragrances of joy,
And the valleys echoed their acquaintance with sweetness.
O father of the flower, I have transcended my fate,
With your praise, though I am still rooted.
He who does not fathom eloquence is deprived,
If they have not deemed your honor to be a scribed truth.
I exalted the rulers and thus increased my worth,
Yet praising you has raised my soul among the skies.
I implore God for my fellow believers,
For You are the refuge for all who seek help.
Indeed, misfortune strikes when they encroach,
And light must dawn upon their tribulations.
Perhaps misfortune visited them as a raven,
Dispersing sorrow across their earthly dominion.
If they observed your guidance, it would shine bright,
And misfortunes would shield them like an armor.
You constructed a pillar of virtue for them,
Yet they betrayed this creed, crumbling in turmoil.
What a magnificent shield they had formed,
And their virtues deserve the greatest reverence.
Without this, the lion and wolf would be one,
And the resolute sword would equal mere sheath.
If virtues intertwined with knowledge,
They would undergo no trials in their venture upwards.
In this era, there shines a messiah of knowledge,
Inciting wisdom among nations to inspire their pursuit.