1. His eyebrow is a nun, his eyelashes a meem
No doubt, if you think about it, it’s a mouth

2. The nun is shaped like a bow without a string
And its tip is youthful, or a piercing sword

3. Its tip is his weapon, he wields it as he pleases
He shoots and hits his mark, but no blood flows

4. Above his smile, his teeth are lined up
Not to mention the letters his pen has traced

5. Under them are pearls adorned with a mustache
As if arranged pearls on a necklace

6. Above his cheeks, a lam whose origin is an alif
By God's power, the envious are blind to it