A Life Without Pain Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

A life without pain
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For me
Bed of thorns
And bed of roses
Are the same
I tread on nails
I tread on stones
I tread on fire
Yet feel them as flowers

I am born human
Your brethren
One of God's children
With hands and fingers and legs
And feet and toes and nose
Yet they disappear with age
I don't understand
What causes my nose to shrinkage?

And of fingers and toes and feet and hands
With the absence of pain
Where are they gone?
Fleshes simply rotting away
Preparing a monster on the way
Left with no fingers
Only gnarled stubs wrapped
With scars of wounds and leaking blisters
I am a freak in God's hand

I am living a life of curse
Where pain is painless
Pleasure is dullness
And life is lifeless
What wrong I have done?
That I deserve this fate unknown
Yet grateful I am to God
Who has given this life to see His world

I appeal to you my brethren
Not to call me monster as you do often
I am like you human dear
Rather a human metaphor
Of life without pain
Only I have been loaded
With this punishment to bear

And if possible spare some love
A friendly voice and smile to soothe and cheer
So that I can live rest of life with love
Grace and honour
Pity not, hate not, and hurt not
For this life of God, I wish to live the most