Crossing Limits Of Pain

Let's learn limits of pain to cross And walk across where greens comforts are lain, Far away, tossing aside convention, To kiss unknown acres of new terrain, Pain is the way new things are learnt, Curiosity may have her heaven killed, Without it Eve would have been stilled In Eden Garden's confines— RIP— Blissful, content, far from pregnant With possibilities howso hellish, So, let's tie unknown fears on a tight leash, And desert ere its time no sinking ship, Not else than to see how frightful is fright, So, give lifeboat to safer shores a toss. Let's at times seek no rescue flight But find comfort in darkling night. And to see if our spotless self comes clean, It's all right at times to embrace some dirt, And learn to live with stains on our own shirt; Let's leave of absence to our old masks give, Unconcerned if in open sin to live, To let the world see the way we have been. If pleasure over pain does mar morality, Remember, pain ‘tis that produces poetry, And if it triumphs paper upon pen, That is to learn crossing limits of pain. ___________________________________________ Musings |05.02.14 |