Love myself so deep to die ,
I forget myself how to cry ,
I forget even loyalist of my page ,
And never sheds my tears in rage.

I went in to the shop of happiness ;
I spent all happiness like profligate spendthrift,
Pains crab me when shades of happiness vanished ,
And come with Autumn season making earth green.

Like pains made the earth with thy blood of man ,
Who suffered and forgot the idea of happiness.

O` Happiness ! I hate you when you played with me;
Like I am a mere tool in your hands ,
I knew your inherent motives ,
Like a rain water you have destructive shades ,
Which we have to receive after raining .

Will you provide me rain ? said an old man ''
Yes ! yes! Yes !
Why not to provide you nature reckless tool ,
who made breathing man breathless.
Come and take it with me .

Our eternal assets are pains which are ur good friend,
When we inject many pain virus with lot of pain,
Then we have sound sleep of having such a faithful friend.
That`s why World is less with friends ;
We are finding it here and there ,
And it surrounds us !
Happy with a wine of pain
And take mirth-dance for ever
And like a drunkard forget all

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"Wa tu izzu man-ta shaa, wa tu zillu man-ta shaa"