1. I roamed my soul, admonishing it insistently,
And the likes of it the sensible one would admonish.

2. If my body's final home is but dust,
What luck in grooming it, I implore and wish!

3. And the world with its motley tongues never ceased,
Revealing the unsightly and expressing it unleashed.

4. If it once aggrieved me with loss and sorrow,
It's no fault of mine what adversity has cherished.

5. I tried it, mother of Al-Walid, for the ambitious one,
Yet from mother of Al-Walid the trier despairs.

6. For one who loves life, crying is a rightful deed,
When the sun's horn emerges or at sunset fades.

7. Each soul distances a birth and draws near its death,
As lives approach their setting, it comes nearer, out of breath.

8. Does Suhayl own in your orbit a helper and aide,
When events have left it bewildered and dazed?

9. It guided to the path of guidance throngs
Of brilliant rising dawns or prides that blazed.

10. Do not the living differ in what they initiated?
Though the blue dusk has blanketed all unified.

11. Remaining lifetime whose misdeeds made me
Hasten unto bitter death, distraught and terrified.

12. Wield your sword and steady your spear, for havoc
Is more worthy of your hand and better wielded.

13. I pour forth for yearnings and shoot with arrows,
And stab in the heart of (poetic) meter fivefold.

14. I see the feeder of poetic meter, may God be his friend,
Will eat after the friend and drink sublime.