1. A poem by Abi Hisham, O men
At which the youths and maidens weep

2. Written with what tears have flowed, so pray
Forever for he who spoke it, blessings be

3. From deep within yearning interloper
To she in whom his eyes weep their tears

4. So his heart is a bird living by her memory
And dying when sights of her are long denied

5. Yearning for the idol of Iraq, so his eyes
Are appointed to keep vigil for her dreams

6. No beautiful one of a group but for her
A sister who counts, though she has no sisters

7. Not peeled by the sun, nor night's crescent moon
And these two are what examples are made of

8. Tell the love smitten, if I'm killed by passion
Then let my blood be the cure for my love's woe

9. My sickness is Ubaydah, if I fall ill, and my health
Hers are the solitudes that comfort my soul

10. O Abd I swear by whom I worship
And His is the station and all Arafat contains

11. Never will I choose but you as the intimate
So trust in that, and nobles are trustworthy

12. And if in soil I lie, then you call me
I'd answer your voice, though bones be all that remains

13. When I recall you, O Ubaydah, my soul is torn
And longing for you returns in waves

14. Happy is he who sleeps with you in the night
Accelerated for your bedmate are good deeds