Oke Christopher

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Pain - Poem by Oke Christopher

Twas the first I felt the day I was born,
The pain coursing through like the bullets of a gun
I indeed must have felt hate
For the new place and wished I had arrived late

Now I know my anger did not abate
For I found a remedy for pain man has failed to create
Love has only intensified my pain
And in hope there is no gain

The song of pain has no refrain,
It hits the weakest parts and yes it hits with disdain
Even if I do not care,
I find pain tears my defences like one driven by an irresistible dare.

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  • Gold Star - 54,436 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/20/2013 9:07:00 AM)

    song of pain, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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