Open Poetry #50 |
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Pain |
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JLHunter Senior Member
since 2006-10-08
Posts 557CA United States |
Pain Searing currents laze about carving paths in flesh Drifting thoughts meander past an analog scream Dancing digits ply a tune on sketched pianos Radiant ballerinas wince in poised rapture Yet all states are meaningless without cloying pain-- A pure form of want and need driving life onward Ever forward we must trudge, harbingers of death Only then does pain make sense, and excuse this life Misery, mayhem and joy end much the same way So choose a wise path, children; all is destiny I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires. -Khalil Gibran |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I like this, you make it painfully clear!~L |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
i very love the message, clear and affective, thanks yann |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Reminds me of the cliche No pain no gain. Your visuals are crystal clear. |
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