introduction

(c) 1996 "Pain the Poet"


"Pain the poet" iz the name they bestow, 
Upon this wreathing empty soul,
With joy and happiness the good wordz did go,
Leaving "Pain the Poet" to rite of the soul,
To write of the pain of misery,
To rite of the existence bestowed upon me,
To let out the pain of a life gone rong,
To speek only of pain and harm,
So this shall I do until eternity ends,
A silent wish that neverending ends, 
To no rite of pain and anguish again,
"Pain the Poet" iz the name they bestowed upon me,
To show the world pain and the wish to be fee.

on Shane

(c) 1996 "Pain the Poet"


"Pain the Poet" writes of Shane,
And the horrid, undying pain,
A perfect love,
Forever to yearn,
Never to hold,
All the days till we grow old,
One thing or another,
Keeps you from me,
How long to keep hoping,
That you'll come to me,
How impossibly long until you are set free,
Anger and anguish,
Together is only a wish,
Forever to want,
Never to have,
Never to hold,
Dark beautiful eyes never to see,
Never oh never to be with me,
Shattered hopes and shattered dreams,
"Pain the Poet" writes of Shane,
And the horrid, undying pain.

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embies' asarian poetry archives / she's anon-4552@anon.twwells.com / last revised january 1, 1997