I Die Everyday Poem by Yine Fai

I Die Everyday

Rating: 4.2


She is ever before me
Like the sky
Yet I cannot tell her how I feel
Is this not suffering
Is this not pain?

I die everyday
From the fire of desire
From the sting of unspoken words
Is this not suffering
Is this not pain?

I will lay beside thoughts
Like the scholars of old.
and pen them down to easy my soul
Is this not suffering
Is this not pain?

Thursday, December 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lost
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Terry Dawson 05 January 2016

How intreguing! There is an impediment I guess. Let no man put asunder, perhaps?

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Dr Antony Theodore 29 December 2015

I die everyday From the fire of desire From the sting of unspoken words Is this not suffering Is this not pain? longing, desire, passion, love .. thank u. Tony

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G. Akanji Olaniyi 25 December 2015

Climb the mountain......swim the ocean......trek the distance.......just break the fear barrier, , , , ,

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Terry Craddock 24 December 2015

'She is ever before me Like the sky Yet I cannot tell her how I feel Is this not suffering Is this not pain? ' beautiful, when words will not come say it with flowers cholates jewellery, whatever she likes, or write feelings

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Manonton Dalan 24 December 2015

go tell and be done with....

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