[Machine] (Poem) [The Gentle Sea]
The tears of Joudi are a sign and a lament that never ends
Upon the Imam, the cross, she never ceases to weep
Sorrow has overwhelmed me with the knight, the protector,
On the day of turmoil and reproach
It is the safeguard of religion and the helper
Against the passing of time, the rain of the distressed
And the grieving heart
Tell the people in distress and misery, "Die
When sorrow poured upon us like cups of nations"
And Atika also said [The Long Sea]
Fairooz has startled me with a pearl whose like
Could not be found in any pure white book
For he is tender to the lowest but harsh to the enemy
My brother, a trustworthy support in response to supplication
Whenever he says, "My words do not lie,"
His actions quickly move towards goodness,
Unlike those who turn away from it knowingly
This hadith of Thawri is narrated in Sahihain,
But I have mentioned it here with correct letters,
(شِعْرٌ) [البحر الخفيف] عَيْنُ جُودِي بِعَبْرَةٍ وَنَحِيبٍ لَا تَمَلِّي عَلَى الْإِمَامِ الصَّلِيبِ فَجَعَتْنِي الْمَنُونُ بِالْفَارِسِ الْمُعْ لَمِ يَوْمَ الْهَيَاجِ وَالتَّأْنِيبِ عِصْمَةِ الدِّينِ وَالِمُعِينِ عَلَى الدَّهْرِ وغيثِ الْمَلْهُوفِ وَالْمَكْرُوبِ قُلْ لِأَهْلِ الضَّرْاءِ وَالْبُؤْسِ مُوتُوا إِذْ سَقَتْنَا الْمَنُونُ كَأْسَ شُعُوبٍ وَقَالَتْ عَاتِكَةُ أَيْضًا [البحر الطويل] فَجَّعَنِي فَيْرُوزٌ لَا دَرَّ دُرُّهُ بِأَبْيَضَ ثَالٍ لِكِتَابٍ مُنِيبِ رَءُوفٍ عَلَى الْأَدْنَى غَلِيظٍ عَلَى الْعِدَى أَخِي ثِقَةٍ فِي النَّائِبَاتِ مُجِيبِ مَتَى مَا يَقُلْ لَا يَكْذِبُ الْقَوْلَ فِعْلُهُ سَرِيعٌ إِلَى الْخَيْرَاتِ غَيْرُ قَطُوبِ « حَدِيثُ الثَّوْرِيِّ مُخَرَّجٌ فِي الصَّحِيحَيْنِ لَكِنِّي قَدْ أَوْرَدْتُ هَا هُنَا أَحْرُفًا صَحِيحَةَ الْإِسْنَادِ مُفِيدَةً غَرِيبَةً»