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A king who offers true wealth (like mercy or justice) mitigates great misfortunes. Otherwise, he sacrifices meaning like giving up life.
Even the highest king becomes equal to dust if he loses honor. Without respect, life loses meaning.
Even without his direct effort, the Lord’s creations gain excellence—like words flying high without anchor.
Noble trees, like good people, bend naturally with fruits—not out of fear but out of generosity.
Even a hundred sons, if wicked, bring disgrace—like Duryodhana’s clan. Quantity without virtue is ruinous.
Desired women are unattainable, and those renounced don’t leave—like desires, they deceive and bind.
Even the pain you caused is now unbearable. Tears flow violently down the cheeks of northern women—symbol of deep emotional suffering.
A gem born from impure ore, though unpolished, doesn’t deserve to be united with gold—true worth matters more than outward shine.
The wicked rejoice in others’ ruin even at the cost of their own—like a headless demon dancing in war.
Even adversity for a virtuous person becomes glorious—just as the moon’s eclipse adds to its wonder.
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