ﻓﻲ ﺳﺠﻨﻲ
ﻭَﻟَﺎ ﺃَﺭَﻯ ﻣُﺆْﻧِﺴًﺎ ﻏَﻴﺮَ ﺍﻟﻜَﻼَﻡِ ﺇِﺫَﺍ
ﻗَﻞَّ ﺍﻟﻮَﻓَﺎ ﻳَﺮْﻛَﺐُ ﺍﻟﺸَّﻴْﻄَﺎﻥَ ﺻَﺎﺣِﺒُﻪُ
ﺟَﺮَّﺑْﺘُﻪُ ﻭَ ﺃَﻧَﺎ ﻓِﻲ ﺍﻟﺴِّﺠْﻦِ ﻣُﻨْﻔَﺮِﺩٌ
ﻭَ ﺍﻟﻠَّﻴْﻞُ ﻓِﻲ ﺍﻟﺪَّﺭْﺏِ ﻗَﺪْ ﻏَﺎﺑَﺖْ ﻛَﻮَﺍﻛِﺒُﻪُ
ﻭَ ﻛَﻴْﻒَ ﺃَﻧْﺴَﻰ ﻭَﻟِﻲ ﺍﻷَﻳَّﺎﻡُ ﻇَﺎﻟِﻤَﺔٌ
ﻭَ ﺍﻟﺠُﺮْﺡُ ﻗَﺪْ ﻧَﺰَﻓَﺖْ ﻓِﻴﻪِ ﺗَﺠَﺎﺭِﺑُﻪُ
ﻛَﻢْ ﻟَﻴْﻠَﺔٍ ﻛُﻨْﺖُ ﻓِﻲ ﺻَﻤْﺖٍ ﻳُﺮَﺍﻭِﺩُﻧِﻲ
ﺩَﻫْﺮًﺍ ﻳَﺮَﻯ ﻗَﻠَﻤِﻲ ﺩَﻣْﻌًﺎ ﻳُﻄَﺎﻟِﺒُﻪُ
ﻭَﻛَﻢْ ﻣِﻦَ ﺍﻟﺠُﺮْﺡِ ﻓِﻲ ﺃَﻗْﻮَﺍﻟِﻨَﺎ ﺃَﻟَﻢٌ
ﻋِﻨْﺪَ ﺍﻟﻜَﻼَﻡِ ﺑَﻜَﺖْ ﻓِﻴﻨَﺎ ﻋَﻮَﺍﻗِﺒُﻪُ
ﻓَﻤَﺎ ﺗَﺮَﻛْﺖُ ﻟِﺴِﺠْﻨِﻲ ﻳَﻮْﻣَﻬَﺎ ﻫَﺮَﺑًﺎ
ﻭَ ﺍﻟﺠُﺮْﺡُ ﺣِﻴﻦَ ﺑَﺪَﺍ ﺳِﺠْﻨًﺎ ﺃُﺣَﺎﺭِﺑُﻪ