Let Loose In Pain Poem by Saubhagya Pratap Singh

Where there is happiness, there ought to be grief,
the smiling faces that carries burden of sorrow;
Forever praying by day to put dismay in brief
Unaware are people as to what materialistic world offers morrow.

Let's soak ourselves into the pragmatic privation
to unearth en the realms of our capabilities;
Let's endeavor to accept pain of the abrasion,
so as to build an edifice so strong that knows no instabilities.

Courageous is one who burns oneself in fire
to enlighten the mass from the shadows;
a sir is who is't outsmarts the situation dire,
yet smirk at the sight of end in meadows.

Pain is known to one who it embraces,
undettered is that one unfraid of consequences he faces.