Gripped in the fears,
hope has its say,
leading to the end,
where the success lay.
To give up not at failures,
for it is heard whispering,
holding into the dark,
try once more for the shot.
The species of happiness,
delight and blitheness,
raising from the ashes,
building up dreams.
The species of happiness, delight and blitheness, raising from the ashes, building up dreams. a very good poem spread courage to the readers and be a becaon of hope even when the experiences are bitter. thank u. tony
Fear drags life's way and hopes remain in anxiety. But life feels joy in wisdom of light. Getting failures may bring temporary sadness but we shall not give up and keep on trying. We can hear the whisper of light even from darkness. Definitely we can taste the spices of happiness. From ashes building of dreams glow smoothly. This is a stunning poem and very brilliant. This is excellently penned...10
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I would like to translate this poem
Insighful poem it was fun to read. Thank for sharin such simple images that inspired