يا وَصلُ مالَكَ لا تُعاوِد

يا هَجرُ مالَكَ لا تُباعِد

O connection, what is yours that you do not repeat

O estrangement, what is yours that you distance

أَينَ التَصافُحُ وَالتَعا

نُقُ وَالقَلائِدُ وَالوَلائِد

Where is the clasping of hands and intimacy

The kissing and necklaces and babies

لِم لا يَعودُ العَذلُ يُر

ميني حَواصِبَهُ صَوارِد

Why does censure not water its channels

With pouring reproaches

أَينَ الطَرازُ عَلى الوُجو

هِ صَدَدنَ عَن تِلكَ العَناقِد

Where is the beauty on the cheeks

That warded off those necklaces

لِم غابَت الخيلانُ عَن

بيضِ الوُجوهِ وَلم تُعاوِد

Why are the cheeks absent

From the whiteness of faces, and did not repeat

لِم لا أَرى ظَبياً تَخَط

طَرَ في الربايب وَالمهادد

Why do I not see a gazelle treading

Among the thickets and the pillows

لَهفي عَلى عيشي الرَقي

قِ وَطيب هاتيكَ المَوارِد

I yearn for my plentiful life

And goodly those outpourings

لَهفي عَلى شَملي الجَمي

عِ وَعَهدِنا بَينَ المَعاهِد

I yearn for my perfect unity

And our pact among the pacts

أَيّامَ كانَ زَمانُنا

لَدنَ الأَخادِعِ وَالمَقاوِد

Days when our time

Was gentle with the deceits and the cushions

وَإِذا مَلَلتُ من القَلا

ئِدِ وَالمَعاهِدِ وَالوَلائِد

And when I was weary of

The necklaces, the pacts and the babies

أَلجَمتُ أَشهَبَ طائِراً

أَلفَيتُهُ قَيدَ الأَوابِد

I held back a gray-haired bird

I had tamed it bound by obligations

لَفَّ الأَجارِدَ بِالأَجا

رِدِ وَالفَدافِدَ بِالفَدافِد

It clasped the beasts with the beasts

And the ransoms with the ransoms

وَالتُربُ يُعبَطُ شِدَّةً

اِن لَجَّ في طَلَبِ المَعانِد

And the dust writhing intensely

If it settled in pursuit of the opponents

وَمَعي شَجيُّ القَلبِ هِن

ديُّ المَناصِلَِ وَالمَجارِد

And with me is a heart breaking Hindi

My friend and my defender

لَو كانَ يَعمَلُ في الجَلا

مِدِ قَدَّ أَجوازَ الجَلامِد

If it worked in words

It would have surpassed the most eloquent words

أَهُوَ ذائِبٌ مِمّا بِهِ

لكِنَّهُ في الكفِّ جامِد

Is it melting from that

But in the palm it is frozen

لَم يخلُ قطُّ غِرارُهُ

من قَطِّ مجتهدٍ وَجاهِد

Its deceit never lacked

A striving and struggling cat

يا لَيتَني أَمضَيتُهُ

في الناصِبينَ أَولي المَكائِد

Oh, if only I had spent it

On the critics, the first of the plotters

أَهلِ الضَلالَةِ وَالجها

لَةِ في الدَفائِنِ وَالعَقائِد

The people of misguidance and ignorance

In the provisions and the beliefs

من أَهل هِندٍ وَزيا

دٍ انَّهُم قُرَضُ الحَدائِد

From the people of India and excess

They are truly the fodder of the flames

هذا وَلو ترك الاما

مَةَ في الاِقارِبِ وَالأَباعِد

This—and if he had left the Imamate

Among the relatives and the distant

لَم تَجتَري عُصَبُ الهبو

طِ عَلى مُناوَأَةِ الفَراقِد

The pact of allegiance would not have flowed

To opposing the tombs

وَالبَيتُ لا يَبقى عَلى

عَمَدٍ إِذا وَهَت القَواعِد

And a house does not remain

On pillars when the foundations weaken

روحي فِداءُ أَبي ترا

بٍ اِنَّهُ بَحرُ الفَوائِد

My soul is ransom for my father Turab

He is truly an ocean of benefits

بَحرُ الفَوائِد وَالعَوا

ئِدِ وَالمَناصِبِ وَالمراشِد

An ocean of benefits, needs

Appointments and guidance

فَلَكُ المَجامِعِ وَالمَحا

فِلِ وَالمقاوِل وَالمقاصِد

Yours are the assemblies, the conventions

And the contracts and the purposes

نالَ الفَراقِدَ وَالَّذي

قَد قَدَّموهُ بَعدُ راقِد

He attained leadership, and those

Who had preceded him were asleep

وَاللَهِ ما جَحدوهُ عن

حَقٍّ عَلى الأَيّامِ خالِد

By God, they did not deny him

Any right to the days remaining

إِلّا لثاراتٍ تَقا

دَمَ عَهدُها في قَلبِ حاقِد

If not for some grievances

Whose period advanced in the heart of a resentful one

وَمحلُّهُ فَوقَ الاِما

مَةِ لَو يُرى لِلفَضلِ ناقِد

And his position is above the Imamate

If discernment of merit were seen by a critic

لَولا فَتاويهِ لكا

نَ أَجَلُّهُم يَقظانَ راقِد

If not for his verdicts, the best

Of them would be wakeful, asleep

هُوَ أَوحدٌ بَعدَ النَبِي

يِ المُصطَفى وَالحَقُّ واحِد

He is unique after the Chosen Prophet

And the truth is one

وَفخارُهُ يَتَناوَلُ الز

زُهرَ الثَواقِبَ وَهو قاعِد

His pride attains the highest

Stars while he is sitting

نَصَرَ النَبِيَّ المُصطَفى

عِندَ العَظائِمِ وَالشَدائِد

He gave victory to the Chosen Prophet

In times of great tribulations

حَيثُ الكماةُ الدّارِعو

نَ ضَراغمٌ تَحتَ المَطارِد

Where the helmeted warriors

Clanging battalions beneath pursuit

وَالمَوتُ يَحكُمُ قاضِياً

بَينَ المُحارِبِ وَالمُحارد

And death judged as a judge

Between the warrior and the pursued

حَتّى اِذا ما الدينُ حَط

طَ جِرانَهُ ثَبتَ المَعابِد

Until when the religion donned

Its breastplate, the places of worship were affirmed

وَقَضى الغَديرُ بِما قَضى

وَالصُبحُ لِلظُلماءِ طارِد

And Ghadir declared what it declared

And the dawn was chasing away the dark

كانَت امروٌ حَصرُها

بِالعَدُوِّ يُعجِزُ كلَّ عاقِد

There were matters whose limit

Was the enemy, incapacitating every binder

وَأَتَت مَعَ الجَمَلِ الخِدب

بِ لِحىً تَنَفِّشُ لِلأَوابِد

And with the camel came the Khadib

With a beard scattering the obligations

وَمَضَت عَجائِبُ قَد رُبِي

نَ وَكم أَعُدُّ وَكَم أُعاوِد

And wonders passed already cultivated

How many I count and repeat

وَالنَكثُ بَعد البيعَةِ ال

غَرّاءِ من فِعلِ المُعانِد

And violation after the shining pledge

Is the action of an opponent

أَلِلَّهُ عَونُكَ يا عَلِي

ي وَحَربُ خوّانٍ وَجاحِد

Oh God, your support oh Ali

And the war of betrayers and resentful ones

لَولا جَرائِرُ ذلِكَ ال

جَمَلِ الَّذي قَد قيلَ مارِد

If not for the crimes of that

Camel which was said to be a demon

وَعَمى رجالٍ كُلُّهُم

أَعمى يَجىءُ بِغَيرِ قائِد

And the blindness of men, all of them

Blind, coming without a guide

ما كانَ يَشتَغِلُ اِبنُ هِن

دٍ لِلخِلافَةِ وَهوَ خامِد

The son of Hind would not have busied

Himself with the caliphate, and he is frozen

لَكَ مِنّيَ المِدَحُ الَّتي

يُعنى بِأَدناها عُطارِد

From me is the praise

That is meant by the lowest planet

أَنتَ الفَريدُ وَهذِهِ

في وَصفِ عَياك الفَرائِد

You are the unique one, and this is

In describing your outstanding traits

وَولايَتي مَشهورَةٌ

مَشهودَةٌ وَاللَهُ شاهِد

And my loyalty is renowned

Witnessed, and God is witness

لكِنَّني مُتَحَرِّقٌ

لَلبُعدِ عَن تِلكَ المَشاهِد

But I am aflame

For remoteness from those sights

يا رَبّ جَنِّبني العَوا

ئِقَ مُجزِلَ النِعمِ العَوائِد

Oh Lord, spare me the obstacles

Destructive of repeated favors

كيما أُباشِرَها بِرو

حِيَ انَّ بَرحَ الشَوقِ زائِد

So that I may engage them

With my soul—the longing has increased

يا أَيُّها الكوفيُّ هذي

غُرَّةٌ بَينَ القَصائِد

O you of Kufa, this is

A dive among the poems

أَورَدتُها تَرمي النَوا

صِبَ بِالصَوائِبِ وَالصَوارِد

I presented it to throw

The critics with missiles and spears

ضَحَّت بِهِم في عيدِ أَض

حى اِنَّهُم نَعَم شَوارِد

It exposed them during the feast of lights

They are excellent teasers

وَحَذَفتُ أُختَ الشينِ مِن

ها عَن طلابِ أَخٍ معانِد

And I omitted the “sh” sister

From it, from seekers of an opponent

أَنشِد وردِّد إِنَّها

زادُ القِيامَةِ لِلمَعابِد

Recite and repeat, it is

Provisions for the Resurrection of the worshipers

أَجرُ اِبنِ عَبّادٍ بِها

يوفي عَلى عِشرين عابِد

The reward of the son of ‘Abbad with it

Settles twenty worshipers