You say that you have felt pain?
You have no idea what pain is.
Pain is hearing, “She doesn’t
like you anymore.” WHAT?
How can so much pain be caused by
someone who is so small,
so young,
so far?
Yet I tell you, I have felt pain,
pain at hearing your name
mentioned by some ignorant
person, someone who doesn’t
know what you have put me
through. Pain? Yes, that is pain.
Pain is knowing that you will
never be mine, though I once would have been
wholly yours. Yours, though
you may never know it. That
also is pain- not being able to
say what I want you to hear.
This and more have you put me
through. This, and also the
torture of hearing from your
own lips- lips that I have longed
for, lips that I have loved in
my own way- that you liked
another guy. No, I will not
call him a man, for he is not,
or else cannot be, for he loves
you. What? Now you wish to
leave him? And for me, again?
No, I am sorry, love, I cannot
and will not endure your
tortured love again. I have
felt the pain once, and I no
longer have any desire to feel
your pain again. Enjoy it, love.
Pain. Embrace it, rather than me,
for me you will not have, and now
pain is all you have.
I loved the poem. I think the worst kind of pain is emotional pain. Sometimes I rather be in a body cast than have to deal with the problems friends and lost lovers put me though. Mandy
I disagree. I think the worst kind of pain is severe, wide-spread physical pain that never ends. Severe widespread chronic pain sufferers know the TRUE definition of pain.
that is a very good poem. I know how you feel. My boyfriend ignored me and i still dont know what went wrong.It makes me cry everyday. Your poem really feels like Im not alone. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
stupid writer not even poet