أعندكِ من فرط الْصبّابة ما عندي

فيُعَلمَ ما أُخفي بظاهرِ ما أُبدي

Do you have from excessive passion what I have

So my inner feelings are made known by my outward expressions

أبوحُ بوَجدٍ ضقت ذَرعْاً بوَجده

وأسلَمني صبرٌ بلغَت به جهدي

I express a passion that has straitened me intensely

And patience has made me surrender to my limit

وكنتُ امُرءًا لا ينْزل الهَمُّ خاطري

ولا ينثَني يوماً لنائبةٍ عَضْدي

And I was a man in whom worries did not cross his mind

Nor did a misfortune ever bend me a day in my prime

لَهْوتْ زماناً والْغوايةُ مرْكَبي

وسِلْكُ الهوى طُوقي وشَرخُ الْصّبابُرْدي

I indulged for a time while temptation was my vehicle

And the path of desire was my necklace and the passion of youth was my cloak

فمَا هاجَني رسمُ الكْثيب ولا الحمى

ولا راعَني بينُ الرَّبابِ ولا هندِ

So neither the outline of the sand dunes provoked me, nor fever

Nor did the sound of drums or lutes alarm me

وكم رشأ اخوى أغنَّ مهفهفٍ

إذا ما تصدى لي ثنيتُ إلى الْصَدِّ

And how often my peers sang while I turned away

If one of them approached me, I inclined to aloofness

وكنتُ إذا قاسيتُ خَطباً قرعته

بقسوة قلبٍ قدَّ من حجرٍ صّلْدِ

And if I faced hardships, I would counter them

With the hardness of a heart as solid as stone

فيها انذا فكَّ الْزمان عزيمَتي

وَرَوعّني بينُ الاحبة بالفقدِ

Then time loosened my resolve

And alarmed me among the loved ones with loss

وغادَرني أَرْثي لمَن ماتَ ان رأى

لما بَعْده من جَفوَة الأَهل ماْ يعْدي

And it abandoned me to lament those who died when they saw

After them the harshness of relatives that increases

كأني أَنا المَفْقود إن قيل هالكٌ

مضى أو كأنّي قد فْجعت به وَحدي

It's as if I am the one lost when it's said he's perished

Or as if I alone felt anguish over him

أحقاً اخي ان كلُّ من ماتْ عطِّلتْ

مجالسُ من ذَكراه بين ذوي الودِّ

Is it right, my brother, that when anyone dies

His gatherings are deprived of mention among friends

إلا كذبَ الاخوان لا عهدَ بيننا

إذا لم يَدْمْ عهْدُ الحياة ولا الوجدِ

Except the brethren have lied, there is no pact between us

If the pact of life and passion does not last

كفي حزناً أنا نحاذر خُطَّةً

وفي علْمنا ان ليس عن تلك من بُدِّ

It's enough of sorrow that I fear a slip

And I know there is no escape from it

اقول وعندي عبرةٌ لمعمَّرِ

وقدمسَّه مُوهي قٌوى القلب والجلدِ

I say this and I have a lesson for one who lived long

Whose strength of heart and endurance was touched

أصيبَ بشَطْرٍ من فؤادٍ تقَسَّمت

عزيمُته بين التجُّلد والوَجد

He was afflicted with half a heart that was divided

His resolve torn between endurance and passion

وفجَّع بالشِّبل الذي عَزَّ دونهُ

حمىً قد حَمْته غابةُ الأسد الوَرِدْ

And he was anguished by the lion cub he valued more

Than the fevered forest of spears and roses

أَبا عُمَرِ لا يُبِعْدُ الله هالكاً

فُجعتَ به والقبرُ منزلُة والبُعدِ

O Abu Umar may Allah not take a loved one far

You felt anguish over him yet the grave is an abode and the distance an honor

يعَزَّ علينا ان نُعَزّيك إنما

مُصابك عينُ البؤسِ في عشينا الرّغدِ

It is hard for us to console you, for your affliction is the essence of misery in our easy life

And O resident of the grave, O son of one who lived long

ويا ثاوياً في القَبر يا ابنَ معمرٍ

لك الله من ثاوٍ وقُدَّس من لَحْدِ

To you belong purity from the niche and sanctity from the burial

You were solace for hearts that had

لكْنتَ شفاءً للْقُلوب التَّي بِها

جَوىً وجلاءً كنت للأعين الرُّمدِ

A burning and malady - you were the cure for clouded eyes

You reached your purpose and wisdom as a child, as though

بلَغْت المُنى والحلْم طفلاً كأنَّما

غُدّيتَ بأخلاق المَكارمِ والرُّشدِ

You were born with the ethics of glory and integrity

And we cry for you buried as if you were leaning

ونبكيك مدفوناً كأنك مائلٌ

لدينا على ما كان من ذلك العَهدِ

Towards us in what was of that pact

You are visited without knowing and greeted

تزورك ما تدري ويُهْدي تَحّيةً

إليك أبٌ بَرَّ ولم تدّر ما يُبدْي

By a righteous father, though you know not what he expresses

And you were the coolness of his heart, and yet

وكنت له بَرْدَ الفؤآد وإنما

اتى حرُّ هذا الوجد من ذلك البردِ

The heat of this passion came from that coolness

He sees a glow of intense sorrow whenever

يَرى لفحَةً من لاعج الحزن كلّما

تنفّسَ مطْويُّ الضّمير على وَقْدِ

The grieving soul sighs over its kindling

He consoles you for remembering him with your abode in the dust

يُعزّيك عن ذكراه مثواهُ في الثَّرى

تذكره مثواكَ في جُنةِ الْخُلدِ

You remember his abode in the Garden of Eternity

And unto Allah belongs his patient soul's endurance

ولله منه صبُرُ نفسٍ كريمةٍ

وقد زُوّدَت منه على شدَّة الوجدِ

Though it was equipped to face the intensity of passion

Hardships had made him sharp as the blade of a sword drawn from its sheath

لقد أسأرتهُ النّائباتُ حُشاشَةً

فِرنداً كنصْلِ السّيفُ سُلّ من الغِمْدِ

Yet they did not push him to blame or prevent him from ways of praise

They struck a lad whom sorrow did not divert

على أَنَّها لم تُدنهِ لَمذَمَّة

ولم ينتهِ بالحُزن عن طُرق الحمدِ

From generosity and bringing good news to visitors

And it anguished him with the loss of the noble one by whom

أصابت فتىً لم يصْرف الهمُّ نفسَه

عن البذل لْلمَعروف والبشرِ لْلوَفدِ

It saw the loss of a life that does not return

The fate of the lofty flowed as usual with the death of Abu Bakr, and no helper can repel it

وقد فجعته بالنّجيب الذي بهِ

رأت فوتَ عيش لا يؤوول إلى ردِّ

The generous noble of pure descent is clouded

Inclining to the heights in lineage and harvest

جَرى القَدَرُ العاديي على مُهجة العُلى

بموت أبي بكر ولا ناصرٌ يُعدي

His eyes shine when he remembers his uncle

The venerable Mudar or his aunt Ghurra of Azd

أَغرُّ كريمُ النَّبعَتيْن مُسَوَّدٌ

يّمتُّ إلى العلياء بالنّسبِ الحصْدِ

They are the kings of the land, the masters of Arabi

The builders of glory with courage, wisdom and plenty

زكا طرفاه حين يذكَرُ خاله

سَنا مُضَر أو عَمّهُ غُرَّةُ الازْدِ

When asked for something they would give generously as though

They shook the anklets or staffs of India

اولاك ملوكُ الأَرّْض ساداتُ يعربٍ

بُناة العُلى بالباس والحلْم والرّفدِ

For each lad of them in any circumstance

The wisdom of old age combined with the intensity of youth

إذا سُئلوا ارتْاحوا سماحاً كأنَّما

هزَزْت كعوبَ الخَطّ أو قُضُبَ الهندِ

They prepared vengeance for the enemies of their glory

And they cured souls of hatred and malice

لكل فتىً منهم على كل حالةٍ

من السَّلم حلمُ الشّيب في شِدةَّ الُمرد

With each buried arrowhead penetrating the insides of women

Smooth, uncovered, swaying, following

أَعدُّوا نكاياتٍ لأَعداء مَجْدهم

ودَاوَوا نفوسا من تُراثٍ ومن حقدِ

Dark skinned like the sprout of basil, learned

Tall, long-stroked, with shoes gathered

بكلّ كُميتٍ لاحقٍ شَنجِ النَّسا

أَسيلِ مكان اللّبد مُنجَردٍ نَهد

With a gait barely restrained as if

The thread moved gently in woven garments and armor

وسابغةٍ ماذِيَّة تبَّعيّة

دِلاصٍ كمثل النّهي محكمةِ السّرْدِ

And they have signs when they rise for peace

They are all amid compromise without an adversary

وأَسَمْر من نبت الوشيجِ مثقَّفٍ

طويلٍ من الخَطّي ذي أَكعُبٍ مُلدِ

Open handed with whatever they give to each visitor

As rain poured towards fertile plains and desert

وذي شُطَبٍ ماضي الشَّباة كأنَّما

مَشى الذَّرّ منهُ في الغِرارِ وفي الحَدِّ

Wisdom when war drums blare yet the next day

He is above your expectations at the peak

وللسَلم آياتٌ إذا ما انْتَدوا لها

فكلّهم وسطَ النَّديِّ بلا نَدِّ

The chastity of character and manners of souls

Justice and fairness for the free and slave

سماحٌ بما جادوا على كل وافدٍ

كما انهلَّ صوبُ المُزن في السّهل والنَّجْدِ

And his assets increased in further growth

Authorized for might and wealthy with treasures

وحْلمٌ إذا ما حلَّت السّورة الحُبا

غدا وهو منها فوق ظنك في أُحْدِ

High minded in wealth, lofty in glory

And the glory of Qureysh - that is a sweet glory

وعَفّةُ أَخلاق وآدابُ انفسٍ

وعدل وانصافٌ على الحرّ والعبدِ

They are the lords of the sublime, they established its pillars

With the anklets of glory, silver buckles, and leather shields

وزادتَهُ فضْلاّ في زيادٍ خُؤلةٌ

مخَوِّلةُ للْعز وَارَيةُ الزنّدِ

They ruled the land, courage, wisdom and prosperity

And built greatness with resolve and struggle

سما للْمَعَال سامةٌ وبِجِنْدِفٍ

ومجدِ قريش طابَ ذلك من مجدِ

Abu Umar, may Allah grant you patience so seize

What you hope from its excellent promise

أولئكَ أرباب العُلى نصبوا لها

عِماداً بسُمر الخطّ والشُّزَّب والجُرْدِ

May it suffice you from anguish over Ahmed and Mohammed

And may its rising moon bring you joy

وسادوا الورى والبأس والحلم والنّدى

وشادوا المعالي بالعزائم والجَدِّ

You both have lived in bounty and attained

The fruits of wishes with fortune and endeavor

أَبا عمرٍ لله صبرُك فاغتَنمْ

به ما تُرجّي فيه من حَسَنِ الوَعْدِ

كفاك الأسى عن أحمد ومحَّمدٍ

ويهنيك منهُ طلعةُ القمر السَّعدِ

وعُمّرتُما في نعمةٍ وبلغتما

مَنال الأْماني بالسّعادةِ والجَدِّ