1. Like lines in a boy's notebook, his pen excelled,
With its ink more intense than any other pens.

2. A pen leaning like a pigeon's neck,
Preserving knowledge from its learned masters.

3. It traces letters when it pleases, constructing them,
Clarifying them with dots from its markings.

4. From a woolen end the ink saturates its tip,
Until its color changes due to its saturation.

5. It hides so it breaks off from a wheat stalk's tip,
Like a fingernail from its trimmer.

6. With its tip a crack coincides and evens out,
The ink replenished increasing its pooling.

7. Cryptic yet eloquent in all that the tongue
Utters in its crypticness.

8. And it has interpreters in tongues for them
To express what they recite from its translation.

9. Nothing it traced of anything with it, its writers,
Unless it confesses through its encryption.

10. Its spelling is QAF and LAM after it,
MIM suspended under its LAM.

11. The young gazelle said to her neighbor, when
She saw the masked face behind his turban.

12. “It used to be white but tan overcame it,
So the eye denies it from its darkness.”

13. How many mounted cavalry this year are ruined,
Loosely handed and mounted cavalry this year.

14. Al-Walid gave her saddle and bridle,
And so did the other, his saddle and bridle.