You've given new meaning even to pain:
Pain now comes in colors and hues
And the only pain now worth disdain
Is the pain didn't come from you...
Pain that has another source
Than you; your words and deeds
Is the minor pain than yours, of course
For upon all others, your pain feeds...
If given a choice of which to choose
The choice would be quite clear:
The best pain will craft the deeper bruise-
And that must needs be yours dear...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reminds me of lyrics by r.e.m. life is bigger than u and u are not me. good play on words