1. I saw ambitions shaken by the rebel,
And the arrow of glory in the gambler's hand.

2. The glorious never lacked an attacker,
Who sheds his blood till it flows.

3. Had glory ensured virility to some men,
Their hands would have clung to the bird of prey.

4. If the wolf wears its garments,
It rends the lion's skin.

5. It makes light of frights in attending the battle,
And rests content with a broken sword.

6. So gird for a darkness that remains opaque,
Though the sharp-sighted continues to stare.

7. Thrust glory amid the lances,
And forbid water to the stone dam.

8. I saw you praying by the cooking pots,
As if you prayed by the roasting spits.

9. I give you news that I have cut across time,
To seek glory or a helper.

10. So my care found no friend to rest by,
Nor did my resolve sleep to a keeper.

11. When night ties the steps of ambitions,
Slumber walks into the eyes of the sleepless.

12. And I fear revealing to the ears
The delusions of my racing thoughts.

13. Not out of ignorance I do this,
But from the pulling of the steed to the whistler.

14. Were it not for poetry and its concerns,
I would have busied my thoughts away from wishes.

15. Poetry is no boast of mine,
But by it I raise the aims of the excellent.

16. I keep it away from meeting with people,
And make it a delight for the visitor.

17. So kings approach it only
Through the current parable.

18. Though I am one of its people,
The craft of the poet disowns me.

19. Fate has yoked me in the fetters of verse,
So now I ridicule the deterrer.

20. And I meet with adversities
Like the noble meets the righteous.

21. I befriend desolation in this wide, open land,
The place of blessings that fled.

22. And seek the company of the cups' companions,
Who fled the land of settlements.

23. Maybe I will meet the friendly one,
Who rinsed his mouth and spoke out.

24. When kings gifted me sprinkles from their bounty,
The little I refused but sent the drops back to the rain.

25. No glory in fruits of effortless culture,
That's attributed to a barren goal!

26. How I often loudly stood up at events,
Hatefully to the attendees.

27. I parry misfortunes with the Psalms,
And grant wishes by al-Nasseri.

28. Were it not for Husayn I would give up hope,
And overlook his burning lightning.

29. I gloat over the hands of Time being near,
While I chance the stumbling of hope.

30. When it threatens to exchange endurance for strength,
And stop the struggle with the rebel.

31. As if the darkness, once contestant,
Is clad in departing moonlight.

32. It sees glory as the greatest possession,
When the sword's edge cuts the drawing hand.

33. So it charges until it gains the spears,
Surely the spoils are for the victor.

34. It flings at the panting steeds,
Above the power of the hopeful aspirant.

35. It leads the short home,
And gifts the bright a retreat.

36. It wakes while behind the horses,
Playing with the fettered prey.

37. When it walks atop the sandal,
Stamping them with hooves.

38. Stamping with glances, while determination
Glances with listless eyes.

39. If the first exceeds its patience,
Surely zeal is in the last.

40. Never has time been relieved of his like;
When awe rages against the patient one.

41. It hastened plunging into the thrusting swords,
And forgave the fault of the stumbler.

42. And it was worthiest if overwhelmed by an ambush,
To return affairs to the commander.

43. O Abu Ahmad, fruits of praise
Are protected through your flourishing branch.

44. When frustration lowers the high glories,
They attack the halo of the shining moon.

45. You continue justice with the betrayers,
Until you gain your right from the unjust.

46. The heart of the youth came to you,
As the sorcerer's breath tore apart the fox.