From the ashes of disaster, grow the roses of success.
From the embers of oblivion bloom the flowers of redress
In the shadows of the moment lie the secrets of the heart
In the bud forever seeding lives the ending and the start.
(Written Jan 2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Always carefully we have to witness our journey of life. We face many obstacles and sometimes we face destruction. But we should not be worried at all. Ashes of disaster give us learning and again we try to succeed. In the bud we see the essence of blooming. Roses of success grow from ashes and spread fragrance. This poem is of great worth. This is an excellent poem very well penned...10