thousands of sorrows would get excuse to grip me
wishing for treasures of kings
serve humbly the sages
for the pearls of wisdom are not found
in the royal treasures
its not easy to change the world of emotions
for old pain resides in comfort in the heart
my pains also are useful to others
that bring smiles to their lips
the sorrow made unremedial by you
You are the only cure to it
that wound again produced a new one
more pain is unbearable now
the voice from my heart was strangled
O deep pain, you are tested today
damp tearful eyes in solitude
tremble frightfully lest someone knows of my pain
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