On Pain
Published by Aditya Jhunjhunwala,
She looked the other way.
His face twisted into disgust.
I found I had been wrong all along,
And my world came crashing down
He told me I was not ready.
She said she felt uncared for.
In one stroke my efforts were naught,
In a whirlwind I felt caught
They looked down on me.
She didn’t want to walk with me.
Things didn’t happen my way,
The vacuum in my heart filled me with dismay.
I gave selflessly and stood by,
But they walked away when I cried.
For no fault of mine I had paid.
The feelings surged like a tide.
I ran. I hid. I pushed away.
I worked. I played. I thought.
I wept. I tried. I begged.
But the blackness had always fought.
Then, one day I opened my arms wide,
I welcomed the pain and smiled.
And Lo, my vision was untied.
I saw, and the pain turned to peace.
Now I know that whenever she comes,
She will certainly bring a gift.
A gift that can change my life forever,
But to hold the gift, from my ego I must desist!
