With courageous hopes, thou began,
avoiding the irregular bumps and casualness,
to touch the shiny plant of delight and existence;

None of the acid rains but thee expected,
Walking over many snowy brittle gliding mountains,
Along with thousands following clouds and rumbles:
Thou forgot the realm of hopefulness,
the cruelty of truth's face, paleness beneath white blankets,
friction among smooth surfaces of feelings.
Thou every time chose pain over other's smile,
cried alone under pour licking roof of loneliness,
still, thine tears had no value more than a few nomadic drops,
thou fall and meet the soil just to get vanish.

Oh, my heart! thou have sailed the boat so far,
the journey had a lot of scares, no merciful hand
had been there to hold, to run down a soft touch;

So, let's leave the sun as it is, let it raise as it is
let it orbit its tail, let's just leave this melting ball burn,
let's take a turn!

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This poem is written considering the pain of love. The extent to which it has already felt.
The poem is telling it to get a return from the path it followed till now.