Life is not a bed of roses; even if u dont think so,
forget not, rose plant is not free of thorns.
Some times u have to sail through emotional turmoil
Looking back is no option
Enduring what comes in life is the only way out
walk along the path laid by destiny ahead of you
Keep moving in dark tunnel as you have no choice
Move on with the hope of seeing light at the end
After all the trough of sadness lies between two crest of happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a beautiful start, Madhu. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks