who, but me, a spectator to your strife.
a mishapen result of poorly given advice.
arms flailing, a mind so wild.
harnesses unfurl, fury's another a mite.
shackle, bond and salve me
iron fists wring out my feet.
once a giver, now a receiver
of all this pain i greet.
Hee...
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this poem..
I can of course associate myself with all sorts of pain.. Although I'm the harbringer of pain, I also like experiencing it..
Yes, very weird.. :)
oops i m very bad with poems.....
ReplyDeletefeels like words from a wrestler..lolss..
but write good..
thanks 4 cuming in my blog...do cum again..
hmm.. :-S
ReplyDeleteSometimes pain can be beautiful :D Or maybe I'm plain weird.
ReplyDeletepain pain everywhere...
ReplyDeleteLittle ameen wants to blog..
huh!!.. Sorry for a bad attempt.
Al
pain is not always bad :)
ReplyDeletepain is probably the best motivator to want to dig yourself out of the ditch that you find yourself in... beautifully expressed...
ReplyDeleteCheery.
ReplyDeletenice poem:) u got me all thinking:)
ReplyDeleteYou ok? :) Haven't seen you in blogsville lately. Tc!
ReplyDeleteI like the comment on Poorly Given Advice - great thought to expand on!
ReplyDelete~Melissa