1. They are suns, so if you see their risings
Laughing in the valleys, Edens set.

2. Often rationality captivates youth
Distracted, and for me in its shade are twines.

3. They stroke my curly hair as though
They stroke with fine musk chains

4. Between me and the ignorant there is hatred
The frowning of the glances necessitates long sorrows

5. So if I pardon I will give gentleness
And if I assault I will give tremors

6. Two vilifiers criticized my poetry and so they lied
Vilifiers cannot be forbearing

7. And they seized some of my blood so they returned
Fleeing, their throats spared

8. In a raid that did not quench the thirst of the land
With saliva nor cover the sky with drizzles

9. They were the necklaces of noble kings
Yet they became the necklaces of Iraqi Bedouins

10. Time knows I struggled with it
With more than it in adversities, enduring

11. And I shook Abraham in it yet
I only acted in it violently or gently

12. And the sword is not shaken by the hand of a horseman
Unless the sword is incisive

13. Generosity returned his days elegant
Until the ends and beginnings became indistinguishable

14. And noble honor crowned his crescent
So he came and went with it appearing crescent-like

15. A sea I met its abundance so a surge played with me
In which I did not find a coast

16. And a youth, if he brandishes the spear, you would think
Because of his resolute determination he can shake joints

17. From every carrier of the cold (weapon) he speaks mounted
With the tongue of its carrier and is silent walking

18. And I see armours as strongholds so if
He chooses his opinions one day they are not strongholds

19. He throws at calamities with resolute strikes
That for them the insanity of calamities has become battling

20. And how many courageous men in disasters have not been
Carriers of the sharpened sword

21. So he made benefactions obligations
For glory he paid them and added voluntary ones

22. If it were not for him, praise would remain
Long, seeking shade or searching for elevation through him

23. So if you meet the brother of generosity saying
You did not meet Ibraheem unless as a doer

24. And if the clouds saw the fingers of his palm
They incline and love to be fingers

25. How many meadows of glory thriving with grass
Thirsted for you so you were pouring rain

26. When its light smiled in your courtyard
You let the springs of good flow in it

27. So the registers of your palm poured upon me with dew
That I thought you were contending with the clouds

28. So I held myself back from anyone else but you and my words
For seekers of requests have differing places

29. By God, you, when you shine to a hopeful one
And water the offspring of the drizzling clouds hoping

30. You choose the elite of rhetoric yet
You prefer to favour those few in bounties

31. You adorned some people with wordings
With an adornment whereby the adorned becomes futile

32. And you deprived him of bliss which you grant
And quenched his thirst with hated lethal poison

33. And the opponent despairs of arguing with you in reverence
Until poetry engages in debate in his stead

34. So it becomes honest at times in your praise
And at other times critical in your reproach

35. And of wondrous things is to see it ardour
And I had sent it to you courting

36. Do not disdain reproach and its bite
For musk is crushed so that its merits increase

37. The “oud” wood you likened was not burnt wrongly
Nor was the jasmine flower spoiled unjustly

38. Far be it from you that poetry meets censures
While your path meets it with morning brightness and twilight

39. You were none other than Samaheri whom I shook
So I found him through shaking as withering

40. With wonders like swords shining
And it found from the fine mind unsheathing

41. So if old age borrowed some of its beauty
It would turn to youth with the most beautiful white skin

42. It came to you, between firm and delicate
Presenting to you its edges and locks