Pain
As babies we cry
for attention.
As children we cry from physical hurt or fear of the unknown.
As adolescents we cry out of fear of the known.
As young adults we cry on emotional hurt done to us.
As mature adults we cry on emotional hurts done to others too.
In mid-life we shed happy tears when we see someone overcome one’s life's obstacles.
In old age we cry when we witness (or remember) goodness.
As children we cry from physical hurt or fear of the unknown.
As adolescents we cry out of fear of the known.
As young adults we cry on emotional hurt done to us.
As mature adults we cry on emotional hurts done to others too.
In mid-life we shed happy tears when we see someone overcome one’s life's obstacles.
In old age we cry when we witness (or remember) goodness.
Nothing under the
sun is achieved sans pain
Woman's son must
be borne in pain
To die and to
leave he must have pain
In the midst, to
teethe, to walk, to learn
Anyway he has to
have pain.
Pain tho' is oft
admixt with fun
The
soul…perchance, laughs
When the painful
abode it leaves.
Teething pain
ends in smile and fun
The toddling kid
wins the joy of run
Locked in Love is
pain, not pure fun
For, one needs to
dig into the other
To carve therein
a cozy nook,
To rest their
aching heads, thither.
Bear with it,
bear it thou must
For in life, pain
and fun are e'er so admixt.
