People rarely value what they have
What if you never felt pain
Would victory without pain be worth the shine
But rather it slides like a transient wave
No pain no gain
Blood flowing through a cut
would you even feel it yet?
terrified by a knife
you tend to lose your life
Pain is keeps moving like train
An opportunity to endure
The last time you got a sprain
You got stronger again
Don't avoid it, endure it
Pain adds measures to pleasure
Directions to the lost
pain finds the way to those want the most
It makes all magic take rest
Tragedic art of pain
Punches you back with its fist
You will be fine
yet it hurts in the chest
The journey in itself is a quest
It is time to move out of nest
You keep trying the best
Value Pain
You are vaguely mine
Silenced by a glass of wine
The intricacy of nature's design
you get puzzled in your brain
frozen and locked up in the chain
Blood blamed on vein
Pressure and pain do strain
Until you admit your insane
rarely value what you have
rather worry what slides like a transient wave
Value Pain
Until it is not fine
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
Comments (1)
Yeah it is true. Nice.