1. After you, I have become like two palms in life,
Satisfied, though I do not say I am satisfied.

2. I cry and my love flows in my tears,
As if what I shed were two rivers.

3. My breaths are stifled, and when a tear saves them,
That tear is two seas, nay two oceans.

4. Your absence has hardened my tears, for how often they flowed
Like pearls, and today they are like coral.

5. No, they are springs that flowed, and I
Only cry for my dear one with springs.

6. They have taken on colors so it may be known that I
In bearing the excess of grief, am not fading.

7. The mourner came to me to mourn you,
And went on his way, mourning me.

8. And the army of sorrow attacked with its soldiers,
So I went out, and my supporters were my soldiers.

9. I do not claim that mourning has deafened me,
But mourning has deafened me.

10. O you who were the third in beauty to the two moons,
The two moons have wept in sorrow for your affliction.

11. The gold coin of your face when it was lowered into the soil—
The sun almost fled to the scale.

12. And the swords of the lightning of the sky when you were shrouded—
The pages of that face in the shroud.

13. It wished that it had been sheathed, but it redeems
The minds of people instead of the eyelids.

14. And the gardens of that beauty when they were devastated—
I left my tears in them like the mice.

15. O soil, you were not fair to the blossoms of its branch.
Is this how soil treats branches?

16. A branch whose fruits are the arts in its times
Rise above the gatherer while they are shelters.

17. They stop the onlooker, the meanings of their beauty
Amazing him, as if they are songs.

18. How often it was drunk on the wine of youth! Did it know
That we die from the hangover of sorrows?

19. It used to be clad in the garb of youth,
Its silk purified from blemishes.

20. Its traits gathered virtues for it,
The forbearance of elders and the vigor of youth.

21. O happiest one, after it, couches were miserable
Making their mattresses out of thorns.

22. After you, I have become solitary, exiled,
Cut off from loved ones and homelands.

23. The difference is that you are in Paradise and I
Because of losing you, am in the fires.

24. I used to bear one concern,
Then your death came to me with another concern.

25. How can I have patience for an eternal separation,
When I am exposed by the fleeting separation?

26. And the separation of one you love but do not see
Is worse than the separation of brothers.

27. My patience and your death are both
Like the two blades of scissors.

28. I blamed fate for you extensively,
But it answered me with confusion and chaos.

29. My heart blames it for its crime
And counts them on its fluttering fingers.

30. Another is the one who asked, while I am saying,
How ugly asking is among brothers!

31. So if I asked you, forgetting, not intentionally,
Then the blame is on forgetfulness, not asking.

32. And the habits of forgetting among us are a shortcoming,
Inherited from that human.

33. O Master, the righteous one, and whoever tomorrow
Is the most worthy of the people in patience and faith—

34. Patience, beautiful patience that my heart follows it,
For it is the one concerned with enduring sorrows.

35. God knows what my feelings contained,
Of what hurt you and what saddened my soul.

36. And if elegy from me was delayed
Because my heart was preoccupied with sorrows,

37. My eyes had already elegized you with the meter of my tears,
And I see tears as the elegies of eyelids.

38. No one tongue has elegized you except me,
Rather, two eyes have elegized you with my tears.

39. My cheek is like my poetry, and the tears atop it
Are like my hair, my being, my tongue.

40. And I knew the inadequacy of what I have said,
So I wanted to entrust it to the concealment of my interior,

41. Until I knew that what I elegize with
Is inadequate, even if I elegized it with the Quran.