1. He tired of his youth as he wished more,
Ask his heart how it yearned and implored,

2. Old age stripped his youth bit by bit,
Though love teased and enticed him a bit,

3. Advice deterred him but he turned away,
As others copied him night and day,

4. Among his companions a branch he was,
Bright like the full moon that lights because,

5. The rising moon he was fond to see,
Should he not mourn as it starts to flee,

6. An empty flirt if not for his grace,
Beauty transferred to him its place,

7. Many a night the buyer in glee,
Conversed with me confidentially,

8. When I nurtured fate in its nature,
By Ibn Nukba who cheats fate ever,

9. Whenever he shook his twisting locks,
The milky way he crammed in his frocks.

10. A thought occurred countered by a thought,
Secured from doubt or fear distraught.

11. My craving for passion hectored me,
With pores that block off all holes we see.

12. How excellent on his cheeks the mole,
That beauty graced with pretty stoles,

13. The brown therein bent as a branch,
And the fair flowed as a stream enhanced,

14. Long we lived in its ruins I,
Gave it my nights away they fly,

15. My flirty ways he meets and greets,
My joking and amorous treats,

16. With his charm, strong and warm,
He shook off from his cloak a brown,

17. More precious than all that he took,
A spear's thrust took a leap it forsook.

18. His dimples and curls were such fun,
Dimming the morn eclipsing the sun,

19. And when I saw him in a dream,
Beauty shone and glory did beam,

20. I roamed his beauty enchanted in love,
And roamed his Sallouan in dreams thereof,

21. My heart by him was lost and strayed,
And I seek what can for it be paid.

22. To Ahmed Ahmed I wished well,
When I shed my youth bidding farewell,

23. From him hopes of comfort were born,
Hating inertia loving the morn,

24. Truth rose in him single and one,
Falsehood from him shrinks and runs,

25. Climbing high in glory he stands,
Raising his flag's mast with his hands,

26. Poetry swarmed his traits to draw,
As the meadow flows to the creek raw,

27. Life benefitted from his knowledge,
After oppressing itself to acknowledge,

28. Bearing all burdens if assigned,
Bringing youth days enshrined.

29. His views shine an illuminous birth,
Clarifying darkened veils of worth,

30. The arrows he straightened hit hearts,
And every speeches noblesse imparts,

31. For too much vigor and such talk,
Inaction in men deemed his walk,

32. And when serious about a matter,
You say he jokes in happy chatter,

33. Dew shook his twisting locks and took,
What the drunkard gave from wine he shook,

34. And he bent as praise twists around,
As the Nukba bent its honed lance on ground,

35. Musk perfumed it as it was displayed,
And it preferred not replacement in trade,

36. The birds in the bushes sing for him,
Jubilantly or in soft timbre,

37. Life congratulated itself for its lord,
Whether weak or strong in its horde,

38. The month that dressed him in knowledge and deed,
Became splendorous indeed,

39. Fasting he was or praying in its days,
Giving or forgiving were his ways.

40. His habits he kept night and day,
Draped in piety along the way.

41. Eid was blessed to find at his side, its dress,
As Eid plucked off his cloak's fringes.

42. He remains unparalleled in knowledge,
A proverb they coined him for acknowledge.