Elegy of My Life
My life is like the tender bud,
Aspiring to bloom into a fragrant flower,
With utmost care my kinsfolk nurtured,
But it was destined to wither!
My life is like the ship,
That has no port of destination,
Yet through the tempest, my better half,
Sailed and anchored her at a safe station!
Though I fulfilled my duties not,
My kind kinsfolk banished me not,
I have no words to express my gratitude,
O dear kinsfolk! Let me perish in solitude!!
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