Acrostic, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
I HOLD thee ever in my heart; absent, Mu'tamid prays
That endless as his tearful nights may be...
Poems by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
Death, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
My share of life is finished; I am laid
On my death-bed.
Did he not die, our father Adam, als...
The Fountain, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
The sea hath tempered it; the mighty sun
Polished the blade,
And from the limpid sheath the sw...
Go Not, Beloved and Cruel, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
Go not, beloved and cruel; I have not strength
To say farewell to thee, thou canst not go!
Be...
The Physician, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
Pale fingers of the drowsy dawn have rent
The garment of the night, and thou, beloved,
Tear...
To Salma, from Battle, by Al-Mu'tamid ibn Abbad
Salma, Salma, have I forgotten thee?
In the glow of the fight I remember the night
When we p...