Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
Adversity - Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
Adversity, say the wise men of old,
Is a blessing is disguise.
Adversity is a ladder of gold;
Rung by rung on it we rise.
Adversity brings out real worth of man;
It’s not a foe but a friend.
Adversity brightens our inner man
As polish of a good brand.
Adversity mingles sorrow and pain
In the verses’ joyous strain.
How so necessary and how so main!
Save it joy is worthless, vain.
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