You have so many trouble in your life
Think on it, you are not a child of five
You truly know that you can overcome
But you are depressed, you are in boredom
You don’t want struggle, no any kind of pain
Do you not know there is “ no pain no gain"?
‘Life’, it is a race, a game of sacrifice
The all enjoy their life, who are wise.
Never give up, no any unnecessary rest
your labor and pain will make you the best.
Look at the mirror, ask who is better than the other
Let try to play a game of working together.
Try to find the goal in your life to achieve
Find your dream, with which you like a lonely leave.
Don’t afraid of the failure, try to access
Don’t you know “failure is the pillar of success “?
As the night becomes darkest, then the dawn is so near
As you face your problems in deep, your solutions is closer.
Can you realize, the collection of the little raindrops make the river flow
A little seed generates a giant tree, a firefly is enough to glow.
A wise person knows that there is something to be learned from everyone
But if you be alone, think you need not to depend upon anyone.
Make the best of every second, every minute, every day
Keep going forward, trouble cannot hold you stay.
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Author:
Ali (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 12th, 2021 12:08
- Comment from author about the poem: In the present era our tendency is become depressed with our daily problems. We don't want to accept any pain in our lives, that's why We are sinking in deepest overthinking. 🙂
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
I always make the best of my life, I am a very positive person and see troubles as experience.
Andy
🙃
Yes, that's the of success dear Andy.
Hope you enjoy these lines.
'Do you not know there is “ no pain no gain"?'..
hummmm?
(Have you never heard of empathy, 'oh perfect' being?
Do you not recognise, we're not all: made the same?
If you have perfected everything in your life, that's great!
Still, maybe you choose to word your impassioned message
in kindness - over judgement, and insure: it can become
a beacon of hope, than a chastising rhyme of indictment...)
thanks for sharing
We all are not same, but we all have unique talents on various fields, and the "success" asks for hard work.
Thanks for reading and comment...
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