Pain: The Beauty Of Life Poem by Ujjal Mandal

The moon is a brightly blooming flower
in the sky
but dark spots are on her smiling
face and when she smiles at us
gently, the shadows roam behind.
Life is like the moon. Who doesn't love
to see the floating clouds?
But none knows thick tears are into
her heart, still she sails with wet eyes.
A flower blooms with tenderness
and colors to be loved but winter comes
to cover up her with white clothes;
the flower knows all that, still she blooms.
The sun does arise to wipe the tears
out of the world but he drowns
in the West and paints the world dark;
he goes to rise up again in the East with
a new smiling face.
Oh, pain is the beauty
of life but overcome it is the supreme
joy and happiness.