I endured afflictions and sowrrow
When death took Haylanah to itself. I parted from my happiness when I lost her And care not now what it may be.
She was my world: and when she sank
Into her grave, I parted from my world.
Verily people have multiplied, but I Behold no creature after her.
By Allah, I shall not forget thee
As long as the wind shaketh the boughs on the upland.