14th century poem about women.

[Intercel]

You should not be deceived by her outer appearance… For it is a disease that is ridden with loss.
Her character and actions are ugly.. A devil in human form.
They make you (men) out to be dishonourable and despicable.. Her hands do not bring kindness.
Nor bringing any piety, nor intellect.. Nor character, nor fear from the Most Merciful (Allah.)

And her beauty is falsehood; manufactured which will perish.. If neglected, no eyes would glance at her.
She will eventually forsake maintaining herself.. Then she will not fulfill the rights of the husband.
And if her workman (husband) falls short one time.. She says “Have you ever done anything good!?”
And if you wish to correct her misconduct.. She objects and does not accept her mistakes and shortcomings.

Her ideas are cunning and malicious.. That would set a man’s mind on fire (make him furious and frustrated.)
For her beauty is a thin layer.. And what’s beneath it is full of defects and damage.
A cheap coin wrapped in silver.. Is something one would think is expensive
But the critics see beneath it, while most of the people are blind.

As for those women with beautiful faces.
They are unfaithful to their families and they have boyfriends (I.e. other lovers besides their husbands).
As for the women who protect their chastity in private and their husband’s belongings
They have become those who are forgotten (rare).

by Ibn Qayyim



لاَ تَسْبِيَّنَّكَ صُوْرَةٌ مِنْ تًحْتِهَا … الدَّاءُ الدَّوَي تَبُوْءُ بِالْخُسْرَانِ
قَبُحَتْ خَلاَئِقُهَا وَقُبِّحَ فِعْلُهَا … شَيْطَانَةٌ فِي صُوْرَةِ الْإِنْسَانِ
تَنْقَادُ لِلْأَنْذَالِ وَالْأَرْذَالِ هُمْ … أَكْفَاؤُهَـا مِنْ دُوْنِ ذِي الْإِحْسَانِ
مَـا ثَّمَ مِنْ دِيْنٍ وَلَا عَقْلٍ وَلَا … خُلُقٍ وَلَا خَوْفٍ مِنَ الرَّحْمَانِ

وَجَمَالُهَا زُوْرٌ وَمَصْنُوْعٌ فَإِنْ … تَرَكَتْهُ لَمْ تَطْمَحْ لَهَا الْعَيْنَانِ
طُبِعَتْ عَلَى تَرْكِ الْحِفَاظِ فَمَا لَهَا … بِوَفَاءِ حَقِّ الْبَعْلِ قَطُّ يَدَانِ
إِنْ قَصَّرَ السَّاعِي عَلَيْهَا سَاعَةً *** قَالَتْ وَهَلْ أَوْلَيْتَ مِنْ إِحْسَانٍ
أَوْ رَامَ تَقْوِيْمًا لَهَا اسْتَعْصَتْ وَلَمْ*** تَقْبَلْ سِوَى التعويج والنقصان

أفكارها في المكر والكيد الذي*** قد حار فيه فكرة الانسان
فجمالها قشر رقيق تحته *** ما شئت من عيب ومن نقصان
نقد رديء فوقه من فضة *** شيء يظن به من الأثمان
فالناقدون يرون ماذا تحته *** والناس أكثرهم من العميان

أما جميلات الوجوه فخائنا***ت بعولتهن وهن للأخدان
والحافظات الغيب منهن التي*** قد أصبحت فردا من النسوان

[Gigatruecel]

Based poem.

[Tovarishcel]

based

[PoodankMcGee]

Glorious and wise words of the most High.

It is no wonder the religions of all cultures of the book warn against vile cunning and insatiability of roasty flap whores