Pain of its cruelty

poem by: Chris Cleverly
Written on Oct 03, 2017

My own restless thoughts
wear down a fragile mind,
reckless and without intent
until every peace died.
Not among the loss
nor the pain of its cruelty,
but here in this seclusion
finding solace built for me

Tags: Sad, Rhyme, Depressing, Pain, Dark,

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Cecilia Crasto commented on Oct 03, 2017 at 11:05pm

We each carry some hidden pain, then we look around and realize that there is always someone worse off, I say that pain can be dispelled if we try to dispel the pain in others...beautiful poem Chris.

Chris Cleverly commented on Oct 04, 2017 at 3:09am

Thank you Cecilia for taking the time to read and for your insight too. Always encouraging.

Frank Hornby . commented on Jan 17, 2018 at 11:50am

...I can feel the pain in this poem Chris......and also a relief....

Chris Cleverly commented on Jan 17, 2018 at 10:40pm

Thank you for reading Frank, there is most definitely both in there.

Ari J commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 7:59am

This I like :)

Christopher Russon commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 10:44pm

Lovely.from the heart.love it.

Christopher Russon commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 10:44pm

Lovely.from the heart.love it.

Chris Cleverly commented on Jan 19, 2018 at 4:11am

Thank you for reading Ari J, glad to here you liked this

Chris Cleverly commented on Jan 19, 2018 at 4:13am

Thank you for reading and commenting Christopher

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