people cry and laugh

People cry and laugh,

Go crying and laughing again.

When the plant is dry,

Yet he is not fallen,

When the boat broke down

Yet he goes slowly,

If the roof falls off,

The foundation still stands.

The prisoner leaves,

Still in prison,

The sun is covered with clouds

Somehow the day sets,

So if the heart

Ventures are crushed,

Somehow survives

Yet he is a broken heart.

Bhagan mirrors e.g.,

As it breaks down,

Hundreds of them,

Reflect,

So to be hearty,

Nothing to go on.

Cool down, though.

Hundreds of broken hearts,

Hook- no bloodless,

In spite of his inferiority,

Sleepless burning irritation,

Will continue to burn,

It will dry up,

Heartbroken,

But outside of her,

There will be no sign of philosophy.