In The Grip Of Pain Poem by Phillip Knox
In The Grip Of Pain
In the grip of pain I find myself
the victim of endless lies
always pondering certainty of death
with no peace of mind.
I am the child of silent scorn
and in solitude I cry
what reasons for a broken soul
the shadows within my eyes.
The pen leaks with my own blood,
but barely captures the hurt
a heart running empty of love
never rise from my wingless hurse.
My future is bound within a curse,
and there are secrets inside
I hold, heavy, ready to burst
in the grip of pain I hide.
... very emotional poem... it is full of pain... it has good rhythm and rhyme but for me the most important is the meaning... Life id difficult and different... it often makes us cry and broke our hearts but we should believe in our mind, dreams and future... we should go, even if we have no legs and are weak...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 6:46:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Don't let the goodness of your heart be taken away.. Whatever difficulties you are dealing with it will all surpass.. Just hold on to your faith for God will reward your sacrifices in His perfect time...