1. The teary-eyed messenger conveyed to you
My sorrowful message overflowing with tears

2. Do not underestimate the worth of tears
For they are the outpouring that dispels sorrows

3. The soul has states when grief is pleasing
And weeping seems a warranted duty

4. And the most extreme is the loss of youth
Soaked with his blood from the grip of one without mercy

5. Oh Abul Falah, did you hear the wailing
That reached the ears of every listener?

6. You had been spared the likes of it
Were it not for a decree that could not be averted

7. I cry for your tender nature and devotion
I cry for your severed rope of youth

8. I do not cry for you alone
Rather I cry for the whole group

9. Your two brothers are distraught, for this is an occasion
That brings misery to one not stoic

10. To be steadfast in calamity may be a trait
While grief is something natural in souls

11. And if I am truthful, then the eye of your father
Has spoken of his shattered heart

12. An old age that was most in need
Of the company that gladdens a gathered group

13. And it suffices that “Ahmad” has the agony that “his son”
“Wore the sunset and did not return for the dawn”

14. If you would permit me, I would ask him
About a grieving thought that shakes every frightened heart

15. Have you ever known in your life, father
A situation that stirred sorrow like the moment of parting?

16. I saw speech unbefitting, yet silence uneloquent
So my poem came to convey the torments of my grief