Amidst The Puddle Of Pain Poem by Aarzoo Mehek
Amidst The Puddle Of Pain
Amidst the puddle of pain
Battling to rise to the surface in vain
When pulled into the abyss of nothingness
And you are on the verge of abandoning life
When you shout to god for help in pain
That is the moment when
Allah is closest to you then jugular vein.
© Aarzoo Mehek
Even pain pours like running water when your pen desires to express. Lovely write.
Very well articulated. Life is full of challenges. When surmounted, they bring joy and relief, but when they happen to be too big to win over, they could break one's will to live. This is where he needs all the emotional, psychological, moral and spiritual support to subdue his pain and come out of it like a winner. But is it that easy. Decision at the terminal moment makes all the difference when 'Allah is closest to you then jugular vein'. Quite an inspiring write. Thanks.
Allah is closest to you then jugular vein......great faith; yes, I think so
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/11/2024 4:56:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
In pain! ! To gain the truth! Again and again with righteous morals! ! Able to train the mind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.