Pleasure And Pain Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

Pleasure And Pain

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The pleasure that you gain
When you find a twenty dollar bill
Lying upon the pavement,
Is equal to the pain
That is felt by the person who lost it.
For where their is joy
There is always sorrow,
And where their is laughter
There are always tears.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 19 December 2011

Feather can glide in air when there is a breeze; And life can feel happiness if there is sadness! ! A good poem! ! !

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Sajna Kailas 17 December 2011

pain is the outcome of pleasure. In life pleasure never sustain! thought provoking poem. once again you rocked! ! ! ! ! ! keep it up!

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Mohammad Muzzammil 08 December 2011

Nice poem that expresses the truth of the life in such good way. Life is the mix-up of joy and sorrow.

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Ramesh T A 07 December 2011

Life itself is painful pleasure ever!

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