Like a soft breeze that, barely there, sifts the papers on my table.
A window, open, and the curtains move gently.
A memory, that should not have been there.
An emotion that barely acknowledged should have known better.
Some serious men dissected my emotions.
An existence that, in existing, forgot to be.
A faraway pain, like a bird, alights on my hand,
Some ice on distant mountains settles in my heart.
All my experiences could not help me to understand
Why pain has be analysed, why the soul in crisis
Has to dissect, react and realise.
Pain is more than a commodity
More than a substance that can be caged
Artists and poets have used it in its intensity
And often, often sunk under the weight of its density.
I am one with this emotion.
It has become a part of this whole.
Remove it now and then I fear
That it will leave a painful, abyssmal hole.
Vivid analysis of pain Rani - - and how directly you enter the subject and disect the images of this almost indescribable hurt- - - - an unforgettable read..... Fay 10 + + +
A fine observation. Yes, why do we? But your poem has normalized it harmonically.
Remove it now and then I fear That it will leave a painful, abyssmal hole. Rachel Ann Butler
By analysing pain we should know why we hurt, a dull longing for someone is the worst of pains. Once we find out why we hurt it would be nice if it just got up and left. We should however not attach to pain, and must try to live each moment as they come. Karin I loved your poem you wrote so sensitively about your distant ache. Bob
I was touched by 'a faraway pain like a bird that alights on my hand'. Your exploration of pain is sensitively conveyed and and without it a hole is left, as if you deserve to have no release. A vast subject to write about, and beautifully written. 10 love Karin
I love the way you managed to make this one flow, perhaps pulse, like a nerve ending screaming for conscious attentiveness. Well penned, Rani, which much for the reader to ponder! Warm regards, John.
it will leave a painful, abyssmal hole.....a very good analysis on pain...excellent poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.....Some ice on distant mountains settles in my heart..... very nice, rani! I enjoyed reading your poem.