O Pain, Grief, And Suffering Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

O Pain, Grief, And Suffering

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Now that you're with me, be my guest—
Like me a life-long traveller,
Enjoy night-long welcome and rest,
Tomorrow, let's leave together.

You may go to your way, I mine
To be a bird rare that may call
And never heard by hearts that pine,
Oh to fall lifeless by next fall.

Unleash your worst of sting, feel free,
I'd bear all, night-long you unfold,
No pain conquers me so easy,
Traveller I'm of a tough mould.

So, O pain, grief, and suffering,
Be my guest and a night long king,
Ready to leave by the morning,
You scarce for long to me can cling.

Let by dawn all aches feel amiss,
By nature joy am I and bliss.
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Musings | 01.08.15 |

Monday, April 29, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: joy,pain,together
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Every soul by nature is sat-chit-ananda—joy and bliss, and pain has no permanent place. Soul is a constant traveller.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 06 May 2019

Life is a mixture of joy and pain! They come in turn! At one time if we feel depressed by pain, let us hope that it is something transient and happiness will soon follow! Such a hope will keep us going! Even if a guest is a pest, if we know that he will leave us by next daybreak, we can easily endure his presence. In the same way, if sorrow is a temporary visitor, it is not hard to entertain him! An inspiring write!

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Aniruddha Pathak 07 May 2019

Yes precisely, like a guest to welcome pain if it visits us. And pleasure is no pleasure without pain, and the other way around. Thanks for your comments.

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Aniruddha Pathak 30 April 2019

Member: Savita Tyagi Comment: A inspiring and hopeful poem. Personal pain is sometime the worst enemy to conquer. Thanks for sharing. Pain is pain but by recalling it often we feel miserable more. Let pain be with you for a while, and by the next morning you being a traveller move on, and so does the pain with you. Thanks for liking it.

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Savita Tyagi 29 April 2019

A inspiring and hopeful poem. Personal pain is sometime the worst enemy to conquer. Thanks for sharing.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 29 April 2019

Though we have to face pain and grief yet we the souls enjoy joy and bliss. Whatever dark the night be, it must get morning, so also pain must come to end. Dear sir, you have so aptly and impressively delineated this philosophical poem. I appreciate it. A 10

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Aniruddha Pathak 07 May 2019

An arrow when hits, hurts. This is bodily pain. By recalling this pain, it hurts again. This is mental. man forgets his essential nature of joy and bliss. Thank you Kumarmani Mahakul for your comments and feedback.

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Godhra - Gujarat
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