1. You came radiant, with beauty-marks upon your cheek,
Alluring all who saw you or got a whiff of your scent.

2. Between the lines of your perfect form and slender sword,
Were eyes that cast their glances on high over the eyelids.

3. You arched an eyebrow, so it became a bow,
With which you targeted the hearts of lovers.

4. You revealed a smile that made my eyes overflow
With copious tears when I saw your grin.

5. You shamed the rose and its gardens, so it turned
Crimson, with shredded petals around its skirt.

6. You flirted with us though love lay in ambush within us,
And so proclaimed the passion of every infatuated man.

7. The flirtatious one stroked with gentle tremors,
Bringing the branches to rise in ovation.

8. You bared a white complexion with the blackness of an eyelid,
And conquered us unjustly with your most virtuous form.

9. The magic of your eyes intoxicated, so you lent
A day of drunkenness to the lovers without wine.

10. If I saw the fawn-like one, the rose cheeks or the mole,
Eyes would steal glances, though a sign of censure.

11. You secretly commit forbidden acts with the softness of a waist
That entices elders even though you’re but a lad.

12. Oh companion, you’ve become one who blames the passion!
You know not love, so cease your blaming.

13. Behind the veil lies a crescent moon,
A full moon when you lift your covering.

14. If you saw those eyes intoxicated,
You would walk away drunk without a cup.

15. Or you’d see the shining upper chest
Allowed close, embracing it and pressing.

16. Love has a pleasure none have tasted
Who only befriend greetings of peace.

17. How can I forget the cooing pigeon who came to gift
Glances, fearing the spies, in peace?

18. When my cheek borrowed hue from my blood,
It increased its beauty along with its peace.

19. Of the Turkish gazelles, a graceful gazelle
Who seduced the Arab when it swayed its body.

20. Strangely, its brow is a night and a dawn!
How can the dawn not erase its darkness?

21. Oh you who conquered hearts with a singleglance,
May God extend your life, for you have captured souls.

22. Strive to meet the generous one with a soul,
Too noble are you to refuse nobility.

23. I asked not about passion though the beauty in you
Suffices, of the most righteous stature.

24. Oh my regret, while times assist,
Eras have no lasting covenants.

25. Where is the bygone covenant and passing era
Between the lion of evil and the deer of aspirations?

26. If the age were to wake from the sublimity of its generosity,
It would tear apart its shackles, weeping and regretting.

27. How can it wake when at worst it has hardened
And become less generous than a maternal uncle’s son?

28. Every ugly woman has claimed beauty,
As perfection retreated along with its guide.

29. And it was said of the rose, “This is rubbish,”
And said of the moon, “This is but a crust.”

30. May God decree that an era be generous
Where the perfect cannot attain their hopes.

31. The elite are envied just like the precious pearl
Scattered on the necks of steeds and their reins.

32. A poet who shames Al-Farazdaq in his poetry
And an eloquent man who makes you forget Al-Qadami.

33. He has come with literary ingenuity in rhymes
Fortified against the blows of eloquence with its protections.

34. With gentle, beautiful, intoxicating meanings,
Each line shining from beneath its cover.

35. A horseman, if the steed neighs for those poems,
Shames the noble horsemen and their swords.

36. You know not whether that is magic of rhetoric
Or sublimity when reciting his words.

37. The inspired one, twin of brilliance, a literate man,
Though accused, he is virtuous, an erudite scholar.

38. The stars of his words rose shining pearls
When they came smoothly flowing from his pen.

39. A letter has come to me from him that healed
The anguish of my heart and its afflictions.

40. Every lover sees the letter of the beloved,
From afar, as though it were a mark of union.

41. Oh friend, gift to the lover a cheek
Built by excellent, lofty poems.

42. She appears beautiful through literary devices,
So every wise soul inclines toward her.

43. May God grant you long life, for you have come with a full moon,
Before which speech stands in place of its station.

44. If I complained of fate, it is a fate
That knows not the difference of generosity or affliction.

45. Betrayal has taken its trait, so imagine it
An enemy even if its flags are high.

46. Ill-natured, so it acts as an adversary against itself,
Giving the palm of decline permanence.

47. Be well, for He who created mankind
Is abundant in His creation and His blessings.

48. And promise yourself that an era will come
That makes the garden envious of its days.

49. This is Ghadah who came to you with a beauty
That steals away the beauty of lads before it.

50. A poem you have adorned with your generosity
Which perfumed its beginning and end with beauty.