Love makes us venerable, Lust makes us vulnerable, Greed makes the inner peace untenable, Haughtiness makes everything arguable, Overexcitement makes journey implausible, For everyone, a world of one’s own is adorable.
It is better to sit in solitude at noon when you have to meditate all day. Austere endeavour can’t be done in four evenings and a thief cannot steal with the combination of four eyes. To protest freely, the undisputed woman worships God in the evening.
Nightingales are the sweet-singing bird, Lovebirds are also lovely, lovers love them, But the hungry man sees them as kebabs, He loves to test the tenderness of their meat, The melody of the sweet voice does not fill the stomach. When loved one is hungry lovers go hunting, Lovers love the lover, they don’t leave.