Thirukkural Chapter 117 - Complaining

Couplet 1161 
I would my pain conceal, but see! it surging swells,
As streams to those that draw from ever-springing wells
Explanation
I would hide this pain from others; but it (only) swells like a spring to those who drain it

Couplet 1162 
I cannot hide this pain of mine, yet shame restrains
When I would tell it out to him who caused my pains
Explanation
I cannot conceal this pain, nor can I relate it without shame to him who has caused it

Couplet 1163 
My soul, like porter's pole, within my wearied frame,
Sustains a two-fold burthen poised, of love and shame
Explanation
(Both) lust and shame, with my soul for their shoulder pole balance themselves on a body that cannot bear them

Couplet 1164 
A sea of love, 'tis true, I see stretched out before,
But not the trusty bark that wafts to yonder shore
Explanation
There is indeed a flood of lust; but there is no raft of safety to cross it with

Couplet 1165 
Who work us woe in friendship's trustful hour,
What will they prove when angry tempests lower
Explanation
What will they prove when angry tempests lower?

Couplet 1166 
A happy love 's sea of joy; but mightier sorrows roll
From unpropitious love athwart the troubled soul
Explanation
The pleasure of lust is (as great as) the sea; but the pain of lust is far greater

Couplet 1167 
I swim the cruel tide of love, and can no shore descry,
In watches of the night, too, 'mid the waters, only I
Explanation
I have swam across the terrible flood of lust, but have not seen its shore; even at midnight I am alone; still I live

Couplet 1168 
All living souls in slumber soft she steeps;
But me alone kind night for her companing keeps
Explanation
The night which graciously lulls to sleep all living creatures, has me alone for her companion

Couplet 1169 
More cruel than the cruelty of him, the cruel one,
In these sad times are lengthening hours of night I watch alone
Explanation
The long nights of these days are far more cruel than the heartless one who is torturing me

Couplet 1170 
When eye of mine would as my soul go forth to him,
It knows not how through floods of its own tears to swim
Explanation
Could mine eyes travel like my thoughts to the abode (of my absent lord), they would not swim in this flood of tears