Pain-Killers!

S Shahzia Batool Shahzia Batool
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The only acceptable killers which are not criminals are the pain-killers- liquid, powdered, tablet forms kill the pain what body suffers run in veins killing the pains; I do not really understand how and when to tackle the pain, it is said to be the sign of life too, for corpses never feel pain but beating and pulsating hearts, even then, pain has to be killed too what Huxley gives his own reason he says pain is nothing but an opinion, can easily be forgotten by a lil mental diversion; alright, but if he says right then sunset is my pain-killer too, what Keats means in a deep Ode do not use the numbness things if you wish to seek the pain if you wish to taste its taste; the sight of a rose is a pain-killer too but not a recommended one, for the prick of the thorns as you touch by fingers does not let you go into oblivion which you seek by the sight of the rose, so it is not a good pain-killer; I seek for one, the special one to subside this my present pain, a tender touch, a gentle hold i can't get it back now - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - my mom's voice was a pain-killer too...

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