1. I blamed fate for the calamity, had it been aware
And I appealed to it with the pacts of deceit, had it taken heed

2. And I asked of it with its peace and with its war
Half, but it wearied disappointed and veiled

3. In every day a stumbling from its change
That cannot settle to be told: Patience!

4. Keep your love safe from the fickleness of its hours
With excuses, it will not give you anything until it deprives

5. Had it not been for enduring misfortunes, delight
In respites would not have been sought

6. Your burdens descended heavily, I am
On the verge of collapse from carrying your load

7. Whose hearing was marred, I am on the day of deafness
Saddened to hear the news of Abu Bakr's passing

8. A day of joy for Islam before you
And after you sorrow and anguish

9. The proof of your status in the heights
Is that their congregational prayers gathered for you

10. So it is as if the caller of the call to its ordinance
Guided them to you, and invited to your reward

11. And I doubted when they carried you without resistance
With a hand they etched a grave for you in the soil

12. Did they attack a man and redden his figure
Or demolish a fragment so it crumbled

13. O you whom I entrusted honor above his forehead
Of the sediment of your honor, so it receded

14. He who bridled your intrepid horse and led it
Despite the length it pulled the ropes and tore them

15. And it longed for your whip, so it galloped
And called your cavalry, so it responded and followed

16. And I see the group whose throats had been tight
Racing exuberantly and expansively

17. You were not defeated, so how did I find them
Inflamed with that fever and weakened in that place

18. And they entered your den in safety and perhaps
They passed by it, difficult to access and prohibited

19. They gathered but did not plug your place, even a little
And they expanded but were not patches for your tear

20. Al-Numan did not sheathe his sword of speech
Until you passed away, so your two days were together

21. And the ignorant speaking of immortality after you
Found gloating to be sweet, so he sipped it

22. Life did not quench its thirst for you with effort
So your death quenched it, rendered helpless, so it bid farewell

23. Let him not gloat, even if he lives on later
Inevitably he will follow your fate

24. How many subjugations has he sold, and if he possessed wishes
It would suffice him as pride to elude your finger

25. What is wrong with me? I felt comfort in a quarter of your house
I have become desolate and anxious from it

26. And I see it barren after I had cultivated it
Fertile through your friendship and your ease made it a pasture for me

27. Days whose sole possession against dispute is you
Whatever loyalty saturates and fulfills

28. Deaf regarding who blamed him
And a mouth quick to what delighted me

29. So I will cry for you from a sincere heart
Even if an insincere eye cried

30. And I will preserve you with my tongue, and you will not see
A right wasted by the eloquent and free

31. Your burial site joined the ruins, and revolving fate
Is pleased by its meadow, the patched place

32. Filled bosomed over the soil, grieving
Watering the life source if it was weaned of what it suckled

33. It took from the north wind a covenant for it
Of safety and a vow it will not breach

34. If fate betrayed my pact, it only
Broke it, though it sought to do good

35. Gently, o fate, for it is hardened, the staff
Not softened except a source of pain

36. You shot me, so leave my palm support
To guide chance or my palm an escape

37. If the one who took the friend from me had
Compensation, he would prolong deprivation until I despair

38. Or if I wept him and envisioned
His like, no tears would have come from me