Wreckage A Poem by British-Indian Writer Nikita Gill; Translated by Dina Al-Mahdy

There is nothing beautiful about the wreckage of a human being. There is nothing pretty about damage, about pain, about heartache. What is beautiful is their strength, their resilience, their fortitude as they display an ocean of courage when they pick through the wreckage of their life to build something beautiful brand new, against every odd that is stacked against them.

– Nikita Gill, Wreckage

لا يوجد شيء رائع حول تحطم البشر…لا يوجد شيء جميل فيما يتعلق بالضرر، بالألم، بوجع القلب.

الرائع هو…قوتهم، صمودهم، ثباتهم، إظهارهم من الشجاعة ما يعادل محيطًا، بينما يلتقطون ما تبقى من حطام حياتهم لبناء شيء جديد وجميل منها، يقف في وجه كل الصعاب التي تراكمت ضدهم.

نيكيتا جيل، حطام

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