Does pain have a face? I want to see it and embrace! Does it come in a phase? I want to listen what it says! Its depth, how does one gauge? Until one turns on life's every page! Why does it come in a deluge? When it comes, why do we seek refuge? Isn't it a fact that pain makes you strong? In accepting it, what's wrong? Pain is the other side of joy, We accept joy; but why does pain annoy? Pain teaches us joy's value, Then pain itself, why should we devalue?
