Pain Is....

Pain is...

A heart filled with distrust,

A mind filled with consciousness,

A soul filled with emptiness,

Desires unfulfilled,

Thoughts unwritten,

Places unexplored,

Lyrics unsung and

Love unspoken.

 

Reviews

[Ruth]

All valid points and some not as you think, you have poignantly woven pain in the most tender way. Superb :)

[iamshadowine]

Thank you :)

[UnapologeticPoet]

This expresses the purest feeling of pain I believe that can be created. This hits home on many levels and is beautifully written and presented. Very well done!

[iamshadowine]

Thank you so much :)

[Ardra]

pain expressed beautifully :) ....
A heart filled with distrust,
A soul filled with emptiness,
Lyrics unsung and
Love unspoken.

[iamshadowine]

Thank you:)

[Ardra]

i have written something on these lines.. river of blood, do check and let me know if you like it :)

[aziza]

Yeah that's pain....very true..love it

[iamshadowine]

Thank you

[TheAimlessWanderer]

an irrefutably beautiful tragic story quite a few lines resonated with me but this one the most
A mind filled with consciousness,
A soul filled with emptiness,
these are part of what pain is for me too i resonated with this great job (: !

[iamshadowine]

Thank you! :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Strong use of thoughts and real life. We need honest people near to know a proper life. I liked the way you defined pain. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[iamshadowine]

Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Meshalini]

Yes..I think this is true...
Very nice writing...

[iamshadowine]

Thank you :)

[Ashwin Shanker]

Completely wrong.

Heart never fills a distrust, it is by the mind. The mind calculates, manipulates and projects false worlds. The heart is simply a mute spectator.
A mind with consciousness is simply divinity. It has no distortions. No complications.
A soul filled with emptiness is simply meditation. Meditation is simply the process of bringing a little emptiness to our soul, in this noisy world where it is seldom heard.
Desires will never get fulfilled. The minute one desire is fulfilled, another takes its place. Desires is a well whose thirst can never be quenched.
It is through an empty soul, a trustful heart and a muted mind that we truly discover tranquility.
Places will always be there, which are unexplored. Even Alexander the great, who wanted to conquer the world, didn't get to see the whole of it.
The unsung lyrics is the most beautiful. It is poetry. Why sing it with our mouth, let our hearts be the singer.
and lastly.

Unspoken love is the most beautiful. Love should never be quantified with words. The injustice of words should not be allowed to spread over the infinity that love is.
Why let words distort love? Let it be simply expressed through action. Through prayer for the beloved.

[Addict With a Pen]

"Lyrics unsung and / Love unspoken"
Beautiful writing. The flow is perfect and your comparisons are something else!
Great job!

[iamshadowine]

Thank you!

[GalaxyGhost]

I love that this is relatable, at least to me. There is so much more underneath the surface where the heart and mind hide their secrets.

[iamshadowine]

Thank you :)