1. كتبتُ ومَنْ لي أن تكونَ أناملي

    تصوّرُني حَرفاً يُوافيكَ في كُتْبي

    I wrote—but who will grant me that my fingertips

    might shape me into a written character reaching you in my letters?

  2. فأهدى ببدرٍ من جَبينكَ في الدُجى

    وأنْدى بقَطْرٍ من يَمينك في الجدْبِ

    Then I might find my way by the full moon of your brow in darkness,

    and be refreshed by a drop from your right hand in drought,

  3. وأنظُر من أخلاقكَ الغُرِّ منزَهاً

    تقسّم بين الروض والسلْسلِ العَذْبِ

    and behold in your radiant character a pleasure ground

    divided between meadows and sweet, flowing water.

  4. سقى الله أكنافَ القصورِ بما سقى

    وحسبيَ سُقيا أن يكونَ بها حَسْبي

    May God water the palaces' precincts with whatever rain He sends;

    and rain enough for me is that he who suffices me is there.

  5. منازلَ أمثالُ المنازل رفعةً

    فيا بدرَها ماذا لقيتَ من السُحْبِ

    Abodes matching the celestial mansions in loftiness—

    so, O their full moon, what have you suffered from the clouds?

  6. وخفّفَ ما ألقى من البعدِ أنني

    أراك بطرْفِ الودّ ما زلتَ في قربي

    And what eases my suffering in separation is that

    I see you with affection's eye: you remain close to me.

  7. وإنْ كنتُ في عيشٍ رطيبٍ فإنما

    يفرِّجُ عن عينيّ ويفرِج عن قلبي

    And though I live a life of ease, it only

    brings relief to my eyes and relief to my heart.

  8. ولولا عليّ يا عليّ فإنه

    حياتي لكان الشوقُ قد ساقَ لي نَحبي

    Were it not for Ali, O Ali—for he is

    my life—longing would already have brought me my death.

  9. هنياً فزاد اللهُ ضبّةَ سُؤدُداً

    وضيّةُ من لا يرضي شيمةَ الضّبِ

    May it bring joy! May God increase Dabba in nobility;

    and Diyya [unclear] is one who will not indulge the lizard's nature.

  10. وأعني أبا عبد الإله فإنه

    أبرُّ وأوفى في الأصادِق والصّحْبِ

    I mean Abu Abd al-Ilah, for he is

    the kindest and most faithful among true friends and companions.

  11. أخٌ راح في الآدابِ ربّ فضيلةٍ

    تعالَتْ على القولِ المُعارضِ والحَجْبِ

    A brother who, in letters, has become a master of excellence

    too lofty to be rivaled in verse or concealed.