Tukaram, Poem 3660

His carnal desire is tortured with thorns; yet he longs to embrace his wife. He is young and good looking; but he has to parade the streets. He is on the verge of manhood, his passions like water gushing from a well-bucket, young and married, yet he has to walk public places. The bride wears a tulsi wreath on her neck; the husband pines after her in Vaikuntha. Tuka says, Such is the tale of a husband; he has rejected divine truth, and gained nothing after all.