1. قالوا صَدَقتَ فَكانَ الصِدقَ ما قالوا

    ما كُلُّ مُنتَسِبٍ لِلقَولِ قَوّالُ

    They said you were truthful, so truth became what they said

    Not everyone who claims speech is a speaker

  2. هَذا قَريضي وَهَذا قَدرُ مُمتَدَحي

    هَل بَعدَ هَذَينِ إِحكامٌ وَإِجلالُ

    This is my poor rhyme, that my eulogy’s extent

    After these two, is there solemnity and veneration?

  3. إِنّي لَأُبصِرُ في أَثناءِ بُردَتِهِ

    نوراً بِهِ تَهتَدي لِلحَقِّ ضُلّالُ

    In the midst of his robe, I see a light

    With it, the misguided find the truth

  4. حَلَلتُ داراً بِها تُتلى مَناقِبُهُ

    بِبابِها اِزدَحَمَت لِلناسِ آمالُ

    I entered a house, in which his virtues are recited

    At its door, people’s hopes are crowded

  5. رَأَيتُ فيها بِساطاً جَلَّ ناسِجُهُ

    عَلَيهِ فاروقُ هَذا الوَقتِ يَختالُ

    I saw in it a carpet, its weaver is glorious

    Upon it, this time’s Farooq walks proudly

  6. بِمَشيَةٍ بَينَ صَفَّي حِكمَةٍ وَتُقىً

    يُحِبُّها اللَهُ لا تيهٌ وَلا خالُ

    With a gait between rows of wisdom and piety

    God loves it, not lost nor alone

  7. تَبَسَّمَ المُصطَفى في قَبرِهِ جَذَلاً

    لَمّا سَمَوتَ إِلَيها وَهيَ مِعطالُ

    Al-Mustafa smiled broadly in his grave

    When you aspired to it while it was abandoned

  8. فَكانَ لَفظُكَ دُرّاً حَولَ لَبَّتِها

    العَدلُ يَنظِمُ وَالتَوفيقُ لَآلُ

    So your words were pearls around its essence

    Justice composes and success refines

  9. لي كُلَّ حَولٍ لِبَيتِ الجاهِ مُنتَجَعٌ

    كَما تُشَدُّ لِبَيتِ اللَهِ أَرحالُ

    Every year, I take refuge in the house of glory

    As pilgrims flock to God’s house

  10. وَزَهرَةٌ غَضَّةٌ أَلقى الإِمامَ بِها

    لَها عَلى أُختِها في الرَوضِ إِدلالُ

    A blossoming flower, the Imam threw it

    It is pampered over its sister in the meadow

  11. تَفَتَّحَ الحَمدُ عَنها حينَ أَسعَدَها

    مِنكَ القَبولُ وَفيها نَوَّرَ القالُ

    Praise burst forth from it when you made it joyful

    With your acceptance, and through it the speech shone

  12. نَثَرتُ مَنظومَ تيجانِ المُلوكِ بِها

    فَراحَ يَنظِمُهُ في وَصفِكَ البالُ

    I scattered the composed crowns of kings with it

    And the mind started composing your description

  13. يا مَن تَيَمَّنَتِ الفُتيا بِطَلعَتِهِ

    أَدرِك فَتاكَ فَقَد ضاقَت بِهِ الحالُ

    O he whom the youth are blessed by his rising

    Reach your young man, for the situation has narrowed