Pain Poem by shelly kiran
Pain
I am born with the pain,
As cloud is born with the rain,
Pain is a cannibal leopard,
Hunting kid of happiness in desert,
It's fierce, engulfs me like hurricane,
Its faster than a bullet train.
It comes to me from all directions,
It believes in alive human dissections,
It crushes like mills do the grain,
It makes me think,
if am Alive or insane.
Sweetly rhymed and touching. The pain leaves a lasting trail of festering torture. Truly a masterpiece. It goes into MyPoemList.
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4/23/2024 7:30:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Shelly, The agony of living a painful life well brought out. Congrats.