D R Y P A I N

Getting  it  right, pain  of a spiny word,

impossible to express ,strain of an wounded  bird.



pressing it light, words of veins and blood,

you can imagine, the pressure of  an angry god.



pain of body ,bullets, alot to say,

pain of soul, can u show  the way..?



  pain of parents in the bed of dead son,play of god,             tree's stress without fruit,can be told by bud.



for the motherland,cry of a defeated soldier,

for the student unsolved questions & answer.



its the rise, its the fall,like pain,

for flying birds, during rain.



complain  is there for god,why this pain.,?

answer came,earth is a place of magic lane.



like existance of gain,there will be pain..,

perform ur duties, as thinking about pain is vain..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

DRY  PAIN  IS  .....

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