Pain Of My Heart Comments

Infinity is untouchable, Past cannot be regained, Only present is in hands, Past however painful is sweeter than all the gifts, The days gone are in heart, It gives pain and passion.

Infinity is untouchable, Past cannot be regained, Only present is in hands, Past however painful is sweeter than all the gifts, The days gone are in heart, It gives pain and passion.

Now everything is finished, Nothing new is there to cherish, Life is a lifeless season of doing, Waiting for nothing to happen, ..... beautiful poem penned.. thanks for sharing

This is a fully rounded memorial to youth. In that stage, life FED us depth and exaltation at every turn. Dreams were given to us, out of that fertile inner soil. There is a painful contrast between present paucity and past abundance. But there is symmetry in such an arrangement. The effort to redeem dreams earns dignity through suffering.

Lovely poem lovely kids. Truly lovely photos and expressive poem. Write with aim and reality.I appreciate ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !