1. You build upon this vanishing world
And miss the distant one while bereft

2. Keen to possess it, collecting its remnants
Yet your utmost competition was in vain

3. You journey thirstily along the departed Nile
Yes, all that hope for harvest are harvested

4. Its people scuffle over it while it repels them
Were your life to contemplate, it would repel

5. Had you known a hope, you would not find
Continuity nor covenants accompanying it

6. Had a wish aligned in its fulfillment
It came bound in shackles of evanescence

7. You build a structure of clay whose base crumbles
One day it shall crumble; vanity renews

8. Had it been pure clay, dust would not have mixed
But it mixed and so it died and decomposed

9. Be content with the world and convinced it is
Wicked in nature, accustomed to withdrawal

10. If you befriend it, when you leave it remains
Without a trace of what you left commendable

11. You wish for hopes while it is stingy
And gives you soft speech yet remains grudging

12. You are deceived by its beauty while it is ugly and betraying
Yet you are enamored with it, staunch and loyal

13. It lures you with pretense, deceit and cunning
Yet nothing it claims is truthful or validated

14. Had you gained a thing from it, it would have been a disaster
Duping its arrogant victim, plotting and scheming

15. It draws you near as if intimacy and sincerity
Yet the matter is nothing but hunter and hunted

16. Even if it were truthful, truth in its lies
When it covenants a promise, the promise is a threat

17. It reveals in its phases its innate defects
While you, behind the veil, are unsuspecting

18. This is truth—had you willed, you would beware
Counsel, if pondered, is greatly beneficial

19. Discern in its poetry, for it is a poet
With refined methods of advice it has odes

20. Do you not see it? As soon as it attaches, it detaches
If it inclines for a time, detachment follows

21. In these states is insightful caution
A disputant, if contemplated, becomes affectionate

22. The sphere of good and evil in it
Is a sphere of lessons for rational minds

23. What its changes bring
Are preclusions from believing it and barriers

24. Do you not heed, while eulogy in every house
Where you dwelled, the bereft and the departed

25. Do you not heed the abodes and their households
Whose structures crumbled into rubble upon rubble

26. Do you not see the attacks its plunderers launched
Annihilating homes, children and parents?

27. Orphans pass you, with tears frozen,
Their fathers deep under the still soil

28. Hunger constricts their bellies; grief and pain
Have overtaken them, yet they are most forbearing

29. When they return to their homes, gloom pervades,
Narrows around them, their hearts kindling

30. The one who cared for them is gone
To the grave, while their visitations are distant

31. Beloved children snatched from you
As captives, while further captives amass

32. You wake with children and wealth as dust
And attain what you sent forth, predestined

33. We see the end of the world and how it changes
While still clinging to complacency

34. Rebuke it—yet the sin, undoubtedly, is ours
It is excused while the revelations witness

35. We await our terms, while Judgment is concluded,
No deductions or additions to it can transpire

36. My friend, show me a speck of the path we tread,
We tread then revert after the course

37. With my hands toward the houses, should they
Inform of the complainers, perhaps they would give

38. If we find no answer, their state
Informs that the complainers are submissive

39. Though faces like full moons have changed
Soil has marred their ashen cheeks and beauty

40. Though dignitaries awakened glory and sublime
They slumber beneath the grave’s soil in repose

41. If you two wish to appease me, then elucidate
A solitude to us similar to death’s swoop

42. If you reproach my weeping which I befriended
Be silent, I am stoic, tears random strays

43. My tears let flow, perhaps it may sedate
The anguish in my heart and cause it to sleep

44. My friend, no tears diminish anxiety
But the death of loved ones is most severe

45. My friend, the death of loved ones left me
Like a branch, snapped off the sandalwood tree

46. My friend, death shook the pillars of my abode
Without them, where are my pillar and foundation?

47. The turns of fate insisted on their transfer
This transition dictated by eternity

48. Except that the measure of life is measured
However lengthy the stay appears, it is limited

49. My friend, if gardens blossomed beautifully
Water is the life of those gardens

50. If water dries from them, their life withers
Reverting to dust returning to its origin

51. Mourn the people of knowledge; mourn our lives for them
As the branch revives by water, we revive by them

52. The turns of fate pained me at their loss
With unbearable agony, mountains cannot endure

53. Until the branch withers and the gum dries
And the staunchest wood in afflictions breaks

54. Inform me of the suns that have set
What do they intend within the darkness?

55. Yes, they flowed to their place of rest
All that flows, its extent is stillness

56. When the sun emanates a ray of guidance
Death calls it to stillness and the plain

57. For death desires our day be brief
And the night of the departed prolonged

58. Withhold my tears although calamities provoke them
My sadness is overwhelming; tears stray

59. Except that every living being is in death's grasp
So what use in the bereaved's crying?

60. Nor does lamenting lifetimes resemble their limits
Since termination is necessitated by existence

61. You fractured the breast of my heart with fissures of devastation
With sorrow they slope and ascend

62. Unlike the polar crack when it ruptured
Hearts did not equate that meaning for us

63. That crack, by my life, is unendurable
By mountains, nor can iron withstand it

64. A meager lifetime has passed and lifetime is waning
But what it left does not perish

65. It passed, leaving two treasures of goodness
And a treasure of knowledge useful for worshipers

66. Be faithful to the Hereafter and leave a beneficial legacy
Of knowledge; time decays but it renews

67. Congratulations. You met a righteous end
With what you left, increasing what you attained

68. Refusing the extravagances of life fearing its blame
While you lived praiseworthy, flawless

69. The pleasures of life while death is its end
Are pleasures though deemed negligible by the fool

70. Worldly temptations never swayed you
While it ensnares others decisively

71. You desired it for farming; thus the crops have thrived,
Blessed by the Merciful, so they are harvested

72. O pillar of the faith, salvation of its realm
I sacrifice myself for you; who equals your stature?

73. You drew near your Master eternally
I pray you remain near, do not distance

74. You journeyed; Islam without you is bereaved
The days of fortune have darkened

75. You journeyed—do not distance, can you return?
By the most Exalted, from the Exalted!

76. Why not leave righteous living in your absence?
Alas, the sorrowful life is not pleasant

77. If you willed I deliberately continue in your absence
I want life to combat life

78. I know the living has an end
And breaths where once roses bloomed

79. But the demise of scholars while their knowledge remains
This is evidence of the Resurrection

80. An entrusted ignorance of our Lord's signs remains
Awaiting it is promise and warning for it

81. This is a narrow path impossible to tread
A towering mass, no feet can climb it

82. So arise, Master of Mysticism, while ignorance thrives
I remain shackled in these shackles

83. The night extends its darkness
While between us no guide to it we possess

84. Though you left rays within us
The sun was eclipsed but its illumination remains

85. We see the orbiting planets submitting to it
Bowing and prostrating around it

86. But it did not impact the sea with a drop
While you are an ocean and the seas, arrivals

87. O Father of Joseph, look upon our affliction
The mystics' affliction is most severe

88. Why does the East and West clamor tumultuously
Startled, reverent, and praising?

89. Why is the universe anxious and dejected
Like an outcast among the mighty?

90. Is it not because the Father of Terrors attacked
And the Pole of the Mystics is lost?

91. Is it not because the Gathering and Dispersion are near
And none remains but the Driver and Witness?

92. Are our days not depleted of Muhammad
And his companions while the Day of Resurrection is distant?

93. The shocks of death warn of attacks
While we slumber in the cradle of vanity

94. After our righteous die, what do we hope for?
Transgressions and corruption proliferate

95. Do I hope to be spared death after them?
Or that the Gathering is nullified and life, eternal?

96. Hardship has certainly become immense, so let us awaken
Terrible fate and blissful fate arrive

97. The portents of the Hadith are realized, our religion is
Like its inaugural day, unique

98. Most portents of the Hour have transpired
Little remaining is imminent

99. Awaken for this matter, decisively
The remainder of the path is provision

100. It is nothing but the intoxication of sudden death
A matter you used to shun

101. We were commanded to obey God's instructions
If lifetime ends, it shall resume

102. These terms at every instant
Witness the warner's claim

103. The righteous pass away two by two, one by one
Only the wicked remain

104. We had eyes during our past days like a night
But the morn’s eyes are iron

105. Do we await terms while we are unoccupied?
Or is death, before life, distant?

106. Most wondrous of things is to forbid wrong
And war against death, equipped and ready

107. More wondrous than it is to indulge between a calamity
That befalls, then another that is unavoidable

108. We name what tempts as charming and delightful
Yet the matter is nothing but a dune and plain

109. How your war, O death, left us
To taste the poison while it's toxic

110. When did hopes attain their pursuits?
Is there permanence? Is there existence?

111. Did we lose the mystics' remainder over us?
Is pacifity a valid view?

112. After the Master of Saints, Muhammad
Can any compatriot satisfy or suffice?

113. Do not the universes mourn him in their bereavement
As we mourned the faith's decline by his loss?

114. Can a breast be solaced or tears shed
And the mind resets and reinitiates?

115. The consolation of Muslims is their calamity is immense
And the sorrow in it severe

116. A spring of mysticism, though its gardens have faded
Its benefits remain long

117. It vanished; its orchards shuddered and trembled
With its presence, is there harvest or shade?

118. Add my anguished cry to the heavens'
When longing returns, grief replenishes

119. The world's weeping does not aid permanence
Nor above the limits can it increase

120. For a master—had he lived, our lives would have lived
When he died, souls and ancestors died

121. He quenched his soul with his Lord's drink
Meeting him between the chosen, eternally abiding

122. Except that in Rabee-ul-Akhir grief flourishes
So this chronicles the date of his death