You know not what are you
You know not what are there around you
You know not that are happening in you.
But you pretend to be what you are not
And you puffed up with pride
And to your view point
You are trying to bring other people round.
I know you have a thirst for worldly pleasure
And you want to secure and maintain them
You are always given sense enjoyment.
Torment not my dear,
Torment not your body, torment not the self
Be calm and understand what you are
What are there around you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Learning the ability to remain calm is a good lesson learned.