Bloom in the ruins! Among the stones where fire had burned, Where life was lost and hearts had turned, A single bud began to rise, Defying smoke beneath the skies. The earth was cracked, the ground was scarred, But still it tried, though life was hard. Its colors spread, so pure, so bright, A spark of hope in ash and night. Around it, silence filled the air, No crowd to cheer, no one to care. Yet in that calm, the bloom still grew, A promise that the world still renews. So beauty bloomed where pain had been, A truth unseen by those within. For chaos it fades, so will its scars, New life will shine like scattered stars. So now or never, they shall assume, Day or night, flowers will bloom! Adheeha Shayma 8E
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