1. He suffered from worries that made him suffer,
So he spent the night tossing and turning in the embers of sorrow.

2. The morning after eyes heavy with tears,
As storms of longing blew until striking them.

3. Tears that uncovered the secret hidden anguish,
Revealing from the secret of passion what was concealed.

4. My friend, why is it whenever lightning flashes,
I'm reminded of lightning at Al-Aqeeq where Zainab lies.

5. Hopeless with those distant I sleep displaced,
And hope with those settled a tortured heart.

6. Who can mend my robe when resolved is my intent,
And tie together the rope so it knots again.

7. Always must I walk the foreign lands of exile,
Refusing comfort unless you too are exiled.

8. When a gazelle turned away, ignoring me,
My heart was tortured and so punished by being ignored.

9. And my soul found rest, inclining homeward,
My reigns slackened by a youthful breeze.

10. If not for burning longing within my chest,
My cheek would flow with tears until overgrown.

11. Oh how Allah hates passion, leading me
To my demise willfully though difficult it was.

12. I had not feared I would be tortured
By the sweet pain from fevered lips that stung.

13. And a cheek whose down below inhaling fragrance
Was Indian, though the cheekbone scorpion-stung.

14. You seemed not to notice a flashing light
That brought vitality to the horizon’s curve.