The End Of Pain Poem by Unwritten Soul
The End Of Pain
So burn my soul with your rage
When i'm gone, it stays in you
And finally it burns yourself
No one else
But you
So the fire stop
When the rain begin
And if without the drops
The fire will still be stopped
Till nothing for you to burn...
Till everything in me you've burned
Then you'll get burned all by your own rage
And then you'll lost yourself
and gone
If power of destruction make you feel strong
Then your strength is too weak
As when you destroy, none you can rebuilt
Enough of the pain you've given
It wont make any difference
Little or more, pain is still the same
But once i've found to be happy
And its what makes me addicted
To change and be different
Because when i am weak, you are stronger
Now no more pain from you
Because now i am stronger to make you weaker
And its the end of pain
No more in me for you to burn
But to yourself
Nobody else
Just happiness can make the longest days move easy
As only loves is the way to move the heaviest hearts
Without bitter we dont feel sweet, without pain we lost of meaningful word of victory...but if we keep the pain with us without letting it go, we never found ones...we all face bitter and pains in life..
Specially dedicated to my PH sister (S.G) - This is for you, for all pains you have faced, you still strong to fight it back though tears fallen in past days... you are such a big inspiration to me...keep getting better...
You have right statement that without bitter we dont feel sweet, without pain we lost of meaningful word of victory...but if we keep the pain with us without letting it go, we never found ones...we all face bitter and pains in life. In this ground the poem has been painted nicely. It may be quoted... Enough of the pain you've given It wont make any difference Little or more, pain is still the same But once i've found to be happy And its what makes me addicted To change and be different Beautifully crafted. Nice work. Thanks for sharing.
a truly inspirational poem of wise words that will give understanding and comfort to those that read? ..........superbly written US
Very subtle imagery, Soul...the idea that hatred can spread the way a wildfire moves....it touches a nerve and is so very true. A great work, Soul.
Yes! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! What A Very Powerful And Truth Filled Write! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Could Not Be Put Better) ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! That's All I Can Say! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Bless You! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Soul! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! p/s Take Care Of You Too! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! You Sound Like At Times You Have The Weight Of The World On Your Shoulders! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Though Known, Just Please Take Care! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Thank you Rebecca, sometimes i think we just need take what things thrown at us, absorb it and find it strategy to be immune from its strategy..just like our immune system did to our body hahaha
the great sun burns... countless souls have lives on this. someone pays. nice and intense poem
Thank You Muhammad Ali, i feel like when a heart experienced something it can be one of those hands to pull other hands that struggles, hearts feel each other pain, and enjoy each other loves, so...thats Unwritten Soul is about, what in you it what i feel :)
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Very good poem, with wise thoughts. Pain and sadness are a part of life. So true, these two are coming in our life uninvited. But if we manage to let them them move, they will go away just as they came. The poem reminds me of the small story where someone was giving a gift to a friend. The friend did not accept the gift, and the gift stayed with the giver. So is it also with anger and name calling. If the one they were intended for is not accepting them, they stay with the angry person, with the name caller. We do not have to let the bad things in. We can build a virtual wall between us and the one who wants to hurt us. That wall will stop the hurt from reaching our heart and it will nicely bounce back to the giver Perhaps this is not exactly was intended with the poem, but these were the thoughts that it provoked in my mind. Excellent poem, Soul. A superb ten+
Thank you Hans as well as all my readers that read, thank for sharing your story somehow i felt the story as real...but the poem actually speaks for one of my close PH member here, she always telling me about the brokeness that she had, where she cant stand for domestic abuse after more than 15 years and the only thing made her stay was her lil and growing kids, now she running away from the pain of the abusive husband. But she was struggling everyday missing her children, i dont know what story has the dad told but everyday she prayed that she will meet them again just because she was homeless before she cant bring them together...now she in better place but still missing her life, her kids..i wrote this for her because her journey was so hard yet she still strong try to smile try to make a change and try to do anything to see her children again. I respect her so much so for that i wrote this poem on behalf her...Thank you for listening Hans, i truly felt hard times knowing her troubled days