1. He swayed, bending with tenderness,
He is a graceful gazelle and a leaning branch.

2. How often I suffered from his passion,
Yet he is pleased by my submission.

3. He was unjust though I had no sin,
Except my confession of loving him.

4. How can I hide this love and my tears
When my passion proclaims what's hidden?

5. In love I never went against him,
Yet unlike others he loves my opposite.

6. The more tender I become in my love,
The more he distances and acts cold.

7. My sleeplessness and my distress are at odds,
My pillow and ache are in harmony.

8. With his harshness it's as if
My poem has some irregularities.

9. Don't blame me if love for him
Sufficed me, for none other pleased me.

10. I gave him my all like a full moon,
Yet he seeks to doom me by his indifference.

11. I saw the straight branch bend
And turn away leaning askew.

12. He circles with a cup that contains
Melted pearls above which gems float.

13. How often I kissed his cheeks and went
To have chats and tales with wine.

14. The artful shaper crafted a ring with
Translucent ruby and clear gems.

15. It adorns his cheek, telling
Of beauty that clings to perfection.

16. His face gathers all beauty and so
Worshipping it brings me joy.

17. He is a gazelle whose call is melody,
And a branch that bends with grace.

18. Gently, I'm his loving slave,
Never betrayed him, unlike the son of Mina.

19. How can this devil I find solace in
Frighten me, with his comet-like brows?

20. His hands showed me his generosity,
Adorned with the finest traits.

21. In grammatical inflection you find
He built his door open for each annex.

22. Tall, refined, generous lord
Quick to give fulfilled bounty.

23. Garden of knowledge, gathering of merit, sweet
Clear eloquent explainer.

24. I swear I never invented praise for him,
My worries are floods, release them!

25. His hands are a sea that overflows blessings,
So drinking from them brings me joy.

26. All meanings taught me his traits,
Hence I came with refined ideas.

27. He spends wealth eagerly and generously,
While hoarding it from nobles you see.

28. You find he prefers giving food in charity,
Distributing it brings self-sufficiency.

29. His generosity is pure, no fault in it,
Except earning praise and grace.

30. Like the Kaaba I came to him seeking,
So reaching him fulfilled my pilgrimage.

31. Praising, I walked to him, so he loved me,
I praised the journey and composed poetry.

32. Taking the easy, not the convoluted way.
Greetings without any flaw or blemish,

33. Of pure traits, not coarse or rough.
Your highness dressed it in a gown of pride,

34. And adorned it with decor unextravagant.
It's the daughter of orderly thought, child of system,

35. From you it seeks scattering at the wedding.
It keeps getting gifted with lexical jewels

36. Hoping for your unique innovations.
It is like necklaces, beautiful for the refined,

37. And pleasing like bracelets to the ear.
So live on, safe on each feast and holiday,

38. From the horror of the feared judgment day.
The garden never seemed so beautiful as when

39. A bird chirped atop a branch.