At the edge of devastation
Hope stood in silence
Mortified and beaten
Like a king dethroned
How could it be?
That, rivers forgot to flow
That rooks forgot to crow
How did it get
From laughter to hush
From love to loss
From life to death
Then the voice of reason spoke
What is life if not a test?
Where is learning if not in pain?
What victory means, without defeat?
Where is knowledge if not in change?
Every thing is recognized due to its contrast. Life is attractive due to death. Ghalib says- - - - - - - - - Hawas ko hay nishat kar keya keya, Na ho marna to jeene ka maza keya. Your poem is thoughtful.
What is life if not a test? Where is learning if not in pain? What victory means, without defeat? Where is knowledge if not in change? Culmination in a wonderful philosophy of life. thank you very much. these thoughts helped me a lot. tony
Where there is life there is voice of reason. Wonderful sharing done really...10
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I would like to translate this poem
... and all answers I must forget for the sun would rise and set