M. Asim Nehal Pain Poems

Each tear like a candle flame,
burning bright, but aching with pain,
flickering like the candles' light,
In the stillness of this lonely night,
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The river's pain is like a song,
A melody that's been so long,
A refrain that's been sung so strong,
It echoes through the ages long.
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In this suffering world, where pain is everywhere,
power emerges, connecting the bleeding heart.
When suffering binds, in our darkest hour,
love murmurs softly, its power is infinite.
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the first drop appears
you are in pain, disbelieve
yet eyes are twinkling
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The wick, a symbol of hope, now weeps with despair,
as the melting wax reveals the darkness that's there,
the smoke that rises high, carries the pain and the shame,
leaving only the light, to bear the blame.
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