Alone standing at the land of pain
Taste the bitterness of fallen rain
If all my efforts have lost in vain
No more feeling shall be poured again
nice rythm.pain is indeed a jealous friend once it falls in step with one noone else is allowed to befriend that person.
Wonderfully done. 'Tis not in vain if such feeling spills from you pen...the contrary, it creates this incredible poet for the rest of us to enjoy.
This moment will bring some experience. Your heart seems strong and clear. The swan will leave the ducks.
More than 10 marks for you. Do not bother for comments good bad or bitter. Just keep on composing. Thats how you keep on writing.
good imagery on pain and tears in just four lines...wonderful piece...i liked very much...this is all what poem writing is about...a ten for you, Arwen Lee...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Depict the frightening situations... and charge the mind again... standing among the problems is one of the most difficult but beneficial thing. Short but Great.!