1. Those were my wedding festivities that foolishly ended our union
And she grew weary, no longer desiring my embrace

2. She claimed she was my angel, yet life's trials
Proved I was destined to face misery's somber haze

3. Then her eyes closed in fatigue after langour
Sorrows sealed her lids and pupils in a glaze

4. She forgot the tragedy in Damascus
That drew my portrait, beyond any reform or remake

5. The day they carried the coffin of Ibn Urwah
Carried by men with lowered heads and bent napes

6. They slowly embarked with it on a sail
To the grave, no rush in their pace

7. To an uncertain abode, so when they descended
And lifted him down, gone without a trace

8. I almost ended my life when they hid him
In a tomb aligned with layers in place

9. Then sorrow for him seized me with sadness
Whose suppression barred happiness from my face

10. So I turned away agonized at the pain
Of recently seeing him and now loss of his embrace

11. Knowing time, I know I'm wearing life's attire
Though it's a threadbare and miserable lace

12. By my life, he was a noble branch
With a piercing intellect and an honored race

13. I worried for him and wished to protect him
If my compassion could shield or erase

14. But death cannot be thwarted by any healer
Or potion, regardless of the circumstances they face

15. We were happy like the sons of Nawaira together
Living in joy and perfect harmony's grace

16. But we're now separated by a distant divide
While each living's fate is to one day face