By trails and tribulations
We prove our goodness
By our success and status
We are measured by others
By our contement and satisfaction
We decide to measure ourself
By missing the prosperity and peace
We suffer and regret
By fear and hatred of failures
We struggle to handle the present
BUT
By friction and cutting
We polish the coal into precious diamonds
By setting it on fire and melting
We purify and make sacred the gold
By counting our blessings
We live our forsaken life
By trusting and having faith on GOD
We relieve our lost moments.
He is there to take care of us. Let us do our duty in honesty and sincerity. He has plan for every animated and inanimate created by Him. Have faith in Him. Very nice. You are awesome Saraswathy.
Thanks a lot dear poet, very true we are the puppets in HIS hands, welcome so sweet of you thanks again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Of the trials and trails of life! ! With hope and, prayers to the Creator Almighty. He is always there for us. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Very true by prayers and righteous life only we could dissolve all our past sins to reach the abode of god, thanks