Jilted

Why reproval? You, always with me and in my heart,
Oh friend of the night who, if it falls, prevents.

In my heart, from your words, illusion of a poet,
Can never describe it, nor can I cease.

Sing with me, say to me that you do the work of a wizard,
And for you, of your choosing, words you like to hear.

My heart is not ruled by a gazelle startled,
Had its affection my friend yet, without cause, parts.

Oh, who jilted me, sublime images with me remained, oh, who jilted me,
Follows you a heart whose owner, for love, owns it not.

Who can help me with fortune so dire?
Do not expect God to replace my heart lost.

In your charm and love, all seen by my eye,
My eyes tired, whenever your image appeared, refreshed.

Seeing lightning, past and present,
Lightening from your side, flashes, I and my camels follow.

Your eyes, my agony, say that you are enchanting me,
Oh you, bewitching, after hurt, no I never want kindness.

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