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Pain #2

Updated on August 25, 2009


Pain,pain, always the same,

A sea of despair rages

against the coming of the night

Daily, hourly always a fight

for such a desperate plight.

a wingless eagle without flight.

Despair anchors deep.

To unfold in riches of Gold

is beyond my grasp,

So I am told.

In the streams of my dreams,

I strive by seconds or

so it seems.

To escape this imperial fire,

for this single moment,

it is my greatest desire.

I am soul weary of flaccid platitude

an ambiguous foe to the greatest of minds

perplex and slow their sincerest gratitude.

I walk on.


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    Binaya.Ghimire 6 years ago

    Pain, sorrow, despair...but beautifully written

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    tania agosta 8 years ago

    ...I admire you.