"Sad but True"

Caravan of hearts return just before the destination, Boats often sink just before reaching the shore Destinations are one thing, paths are another, When destiny itself fails then what can traveler do? In a way, I have a partner and a sympathizer with me But even they don't extend hand of help, then what can a heart do? To a drowing man, support of a grass blade itself is something, That heart may find solace, such sign itself would have been enough Even then owner of sky (God) showers misfortune, Then someone tell me, what can this drowning person do? If to love someone is crime, then I am a criminal, Apparently such crimes are not pardonable. Whole world and my beloved both are enemy of me, Then what can courage and passion do by themselves?