فَإِذَا شَرِبْتُ فَإِنَّنِي مُسْتَهْلِكٌ مَالِي وَعِرْضِي وَافِرٌ لَمْ يُكْلَمِ
When I drink, I consume my wealth, yet my honour remains whole and unwounded.
Mustahlikun mālī claims prodigal expenditure. ʿIrḍī wāfirun lam yuklam portrays honour as something that can remain entire or be wounded, like a body. Lam yuklam means “has not been injured.” The poetic claim distinguishes spending material wealth from losing reputation.