Pain

[manny2]

A body lays;
cold and unmoving.
A needle injected;
Pierced through the skin.
The veins flowing with harsh fluid;
Waiting for one last buzz,
That will never come again.

[blazeofglory]

A body lays;
cold and unmoving.
A needle injected;
Pierced through the skin.
The veins flowing with harsh fluid;
Waiting for one last buzz,
That will never come again.

Manny, you wrote this marvelously, of course, but you have yet to realize one thing. No pains are eternal and every pain has to end and pains are part of life and life can not flow without it. Pains and joys come together. These are sensations. One compliments the other. All that demands of us is a little patience or forbearance as the popular saying goes, Time is a great healer. Every wound has to be healed through two processes: one- it will be cured in time and if will not be cured, one meets with death. They can not last. This is the universal truth.

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A body lays;
cold and unmoving.
A needle injected;
Pierced through the skin.
The veins flowing with harsh fluid;
Waiting for one last buzz,
That will never come again.



Very good. It remind me of a poem I wrote about a brother that had drug related issues. If I can find it, I'll post it.

[manny2]

ill have to read it if you find it!... thanks for the comments : )

[Xillus_Xavier]

Short but powerful poem

[Sweets America]

I have noticed that you write quite sad poems, manny2. They often have this sadness and despair in them. :(
This one is powerful, as the previous poster said. It is scary to think of a pain that will never disappear. Sometimes one feels this way.

[manny2]

yeah i do have a lot of sad poems, they never seem to turn out good when they are happy... sad also seems to draw out more emotion from people and have a more powerful feeling.