Having decided. never relent,
Agony and sorrow will spell danger,
You have got drowned in the sea,
Of sorrow which came upon you,
As a result of your unrequitted,
Love; Death is certain for you,
As you will not be able,
To get out of acute despondency,
You have become slave to,
The devil of melancholy,
If you had fallen into,
A deep flowing river,
There is no point in your,
Swimming;If avid storms,
And rain join, it is not possible,
To hold them out, by a tiny,
Umbrella nor a little lamp,
Will not withstand a furious wind;
Worry will not take you anywhere.