POEM IS PAIN
When darkness covered the world
I was alone in my small room.
Worried, cold and shaking,
Looking back at my bitter life,
A long tragic story full of pain.
Poetry awakens my heart –
Inspires a new poem,
Takes away all my sorrow.
Talks to me
Like a gentle mother,
Telling me the meaning of Life.
Poetry comes with pain
But in the end
Is the best pain reliever.
1988 by Yassin Aref