Pain Poem by Nigel Chinwadzimba

Pain

Rating: 5.0


Pain rains like paint, hence cuts like a knife.
It's magma mingled with stigma-
It sticks like ticks on chicks.
It stings and stinks.
Like a bee it will aways be a viper with no vibe.
A nemesis from Genesis with it's excess fat in fate.
Without pain I cant paint a wall that wins a war.
Without it I cant eat coz it's a curse that wins m the case.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

'VIBE is a distinctive feeling or quality capable of being sensed' Certainly a 'bee' must have SOME 'feeling(s) '! ....unless maybe it's a Spelling Bee, agree? You are a 'new member' here? Welcome.

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Thank you.. I'm still trying

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Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

Your last line, also, 'needs help'. Who doesn't (need help sometimes) ? . Not I/me! I DO NEED HELP! HELP! ! ! ! ! ! Did I already welcome you to PH? Welcome. )

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Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

Your apostrophe, used in error in line 6, in your ' it's ', belongs in 'cant' to make 'can't' aka 'cannot' aka 'can not'. 'Cant' [ no apostrophe ] is a noun with numerous definitions.

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Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

'A nemesis from Genesis with it's excess fat in fate' Yes, a nemesis, and I like your rhyme, but ' it's ', here, should be 'its'. Right?

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Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

'chicks'? Human chicks or chicken....et al e.g. pheasant, quail, & turkey & even robin chicks?

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Bri Edwards 28 June 2023

Now, back to your poem! line 1: Are you saying that 'paint' cuts like it is a knife? I don't care much for symbolism. : (

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