Pain
One word
But much more
An emotion
That cuts like a knife
Wounding more than the flesh
Gnawing at the heart and soul
A sorrow born of grief and loss
From which no refuge can be taken
For darkness only brings more pain to bear.
A love so perfect brought to bitter end
Just one moment and a life erased
A life that lit the darkest days
Now uncompromising void
With naught to numb the ache
And nowhere to hide
To face the truth
And let go
They come
Tears.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
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2 comments:
nice poem n a pretty peculiar way to write like an array
bherry bheery nice poem babua.
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