ﻭﻗﻒ ﺍﻟﻘﻠﻢ ﺣﺎﺋﺮﺍ
ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﻳﻜﺘﺐ ﻟﻚِ
ﻳﺎﺳﻴﺪﺗﻲ
ﺗﺎﻫﺖ ﻣﻦ ﻳﺪﻯ ﺍﻟﺤﺮﻭﻑِ
ﻭﺫﺍﺑﺖ ﻣﻦ ﺫﺍﻛﺮﺗﻰ ﺍﻟﻜﻠﻤﺎﺕ
ﻳﺎﺣﺒﻴﺒﺘﻰ ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﺃﻛﺘﺐ ﻟﻚِ
ﺫﻛﺮﻳﻨﻰ ﻭﻟﻮﺑِﺤﺮﻑ
ﺍﻟﺤﺮﻭﻑُ ﻭﺍﻟﻤﻌﺎﻧﻲ ﻫﺮﺑﺖ
ﻣﻦ ﻣﺪﺍﺩ ﻗﻠﻤﻰ
ﻫﺮﺑﺖ ﻭﻟﻢ ﺗُﻌﻄِﻴﻨﻲ ﻗﺪﺭ
ﻣﺎﺃَﻋﻄﻴﺘُﻚِ ﻗﺪﺭﻙ ﺍﻟﺮﺍﻗﻲ
ﻳﺎﺳﻴﺪﺗﻰ
ﻟﻚِ ﺭﻭﺣﻲ ﻭﺣﻴﺎﺗﻲ
ﻟﻚِ ﺷﺒﺎﺏ ﻋﻤﺮﻯ
ﻟﻚِ ﺣﺒﻲ ﻭﺃَﺷﻮﺍﻗﻲ
ﻟﻚ ﺃَﻳﺎﻡ ﻋُﻤﺮﻱ
ﻟﻚِ ﺃَﺷﻮﺍﻗﻲ ﻭﺃَﺣﻼﻣﻲ
ﺭﺃَﻳﺖُ ﻓﻴﻚِ ﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﻨﺴﺎﺀ
ﻭﻛﻞ ﺍﻟﻨﺴﺎﺀ ﺃَﺣﺒﺎﺑﻲ
ﻭﻟﻜﻞ ﺍﻟﻨﺴﺎﺀُ ﺍﺷﻮﺍﻗﻲ
ﺟﻤﻌﺖُ ﻟﻚِ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺤﺮﻭﻑِ
ﺳﻠﺔ ﻭﺭﺩ ﻭﻋﻨﻘﻮﺩ ﻓﻞ
ﻭﺿﻌﺘﻬﺎ ﻳﺪﺍﻳﺎ ﺣﻮﻝ
ﺟِﻴﺪﻙِ ﺍﻟﺰﺍﻫﻲ
ﻛﺘﺒﺖُ ﻟﻚِ ﻋﻦ ﻋﻴﻨﻴﻚِ
ﻭﻋﻦ ﺧﺪﻳﻚِ
ﻭﻋﻦ ﺷﻬﺪﻙِ ﺍﻟﻤُﺼﻔَﻰ
ﻓﻬﻞ ﻗﺮﺃَﺕِ ﺃَﺑﻴﺎﺗﻲ
ﻛﺘﺒﺖُ ﻋﻦ ﺧﺼﻼﺕِ ﺷﻌﺮﻙِ
ﻭ ﻳﺪﻳﻚِ ﻭ ﺧَﺼﺮﻙ ﺭﻭﺍﻳﺎﺗﻲ
ﻳﺎﺟﻤﻴﻠﺔ ﺍﻟﺤﺲِ ﻳﺎﺭﻗﻴﻘﺔُ ﺍﻟﻤَﺸﺎﻋِﺮ
ﺃَﻧﺎ ﻳﺎﺳﻴﺪﺗﻲ ﻟﻚِ ﺧَﺎﺩﻡ ﻭﻋَﺎﺷِﻖ
ﺳﻄﺮﺕُ ﻟﻚِ ﻧﻬﺮﺍ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻜﻠﻤﺎﺕِ
ﻭﺑَﺤﺮﺍ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﺤﺮﻭﻑِ ﺍﻟﻌﺬﺑﺔِ
ﻓﺄﻏﺮﻗُﺘﻚ ﺑِﻬﺎ ﺷَﻮﻗﺎ ﻭﺣُﺒﺎ
ﺣﺘﻰّ ﻧَﺎﺩﺗﻚِ ﻳﺎﻣِﺼﺮﺣُﺮﻭﻑ ﺃَﺑﻴﺎﺗﻲ