Two kinds of pain...
There are two kinds of pain,The first kind of pain,
is felt,
when a dear one is lost,
giving us despair and sorrow.
When an error proves its cost,
clouding hopes of tomorrow.
when bruised by an adversary's strike,
one slips, its gone - the will to fight.
The second kind of pain,
is felt,
when dear ones are lost,
but you know in peace they rest.
when mistakes prove their costs,
but only the learning do you attest.
When you reel from a blow, but somehow know,
you have it in you to go on.
When your muscles ache, from welcome strain,
spurred on from dusk to dawn.
When in your finest hour,
involved, intoxicated in your fight,
you know
victory, if not in hand,
will always be in sight.
3 comments:
Your poem has enriched me. Am touched, dearest.
Ekdum serious poem hai bey...:D
Ahem, baby's scratches pain a lot more. i will throw her on you someday. then you can write a poem about that.
shouldn't you be studying for your boards...and I'm surprised you didn't mention they pain of "studying"! I like the poem though...intense :-)
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