[RUKHSANA] Painful Pain

� � � Painful Pain Words are human, emotions divine!   So how do I express My pain in just a line... The strain, the trauma, the stress Man-made words just cannot explain The depth or intensity of my pain.  Does pain have any colour?   Yes, of course it does... The blazing colour of fire My head shoved into a furnace.  Does pain have any taste?   Yes, I've swallowed it... The bitter acidic paste Burning its way to my stomach pit.  Does pain have any flavour?   Yes, it sure does stink... A sealed tomb - stale air, Suffocating, choking life within.  Does pain make any sound?   Yes, I've heard the echoes... Ear splitting cacophony, my head resounds With silent screams and anguished whispers.  Does pain have any weight?   Yes, I've been carrying it around... Heavier  than an elephant - my freight Unbearable burden, being crushed to the ground.  Does pain have a cost tag?   Yes, I've paid the price... Worse than a washrag My warped twisted life.    Through poetry I try to express The pain that's ripping me apart But mortal words are inadequate To speak the language of the heart.   Feelings - sad and happy... God's creation Divine aid needed to express these emotions.   "I asked God to give me happiness,God said, 'No,I give you blessings,Happiness is up to you'."             �