Pain is a dark art,
That embodies the soul.
Tears are the darts,
And your heart is the hole.
The hurt is unimaginable.
The love is all but lost.
When noone surrounds you,
You weep at all costs.
It isn't easily mastered.
Hiding the pain away,
Pretending it doesn't exist,
Lying and saying you're okay.
But you do it,
Because it's all you know.
Placing the tears aside,
Never letting them show.
i loved it.......it embodies the full spectrum of hurt and sorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
every laugh touches the tears, that is our life on the earth, when the eternity will touch us? dark art is a beautiful creation.