When I Speak of Pain

The title describes it

My heart is torn ...

An art is born ...

The black ink boiling in my pen

shall speak of times

when weakened minds

endure the pains of life again.

Oh hear the mourn

~ each burden worn

ignites a flare within my soul.

My vision's blurred ...

each tear obscured 

the happiness of life in whole.

Evoked from pain

and joys that wane,

desires scream a cry unheard

to give this tale,

so those in hell

can see a tear behind each word.

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy. Please leave an honest review. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.

Reviews

[Manu]

Outstanding piece ! There is life in this write and one is forced( positively) to feel the emotions behind. When I speak of pain-. A very apt title to this piece. I also find a sublime link of your poem -pain and pen in this write.
Wanting to be heard, a desire to let out those painful emotions and what not. When in pain, everything seems dim and lifeless, and tears become reality of our existence. Wonderful write and all the three stanzas are equally emoting.

[William Liston]

You're right. This poem and "Pain and a Pen" are very similar, both structurally and thematically. I do, however, put "Pain and a Pen" above this piece because the imagery is more vivid.
Anyways, I'm glad you enjoyed this poem and were able to grasp the message and emotion behind its words. It truly makes me happy. Thanks again for your kind words.

[Manu]

My pleasure :-)

[Richard🖌]

Aw, William!
You so deeply honor me again by composing in one of my original forms, the Fours 'n Eights (Bound Hearts http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/RichardJ/1774696/ is an example with the rules for any who wish to learn it) … only difference is your fours are stacked, but the undeniable smooth, rhythmic effect is just as impacting when formatted in this way.
I must commend you, too, on how you've taken a deep and abiding part of most each of our hearts, souls, and minds and blended them with your own to express in a manner many would wish they had the skills to.
I bow in growing admiration at how masterfully yours have broadened since I first read you.
You may be young, My Friend, but there is nothing whatsoever immature about your art or in the way you apply it upon the canvas of our imaginations.
Brilliant word choices, arrangement, impressive grammar, emotive power, balanced and appealing presentation, etc; highlight this work.

This is excellent poetry of the highest caliber, William … I'm growing more envious! ⁓ Richard : )

(I really like your new avatar, too)

[William Liston]

Thank you so much, but I don't think this is in your form if you look at the rhyme scheme. Thank you so much for your compliments, Richard. It truly means a lot. (By the way, on my old account, you left a review of this poem that helped me in the editing process).

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh, I see!
The aa and cc rhymes are the difference … duhhh!
I thought I'd reviewed this before, but memory seems to be slipping as dotage encroaches … LOL!

[Riddhi]

I liked this poem and especially the flow of this poem and the way you expressed your feelings and carved it in this nice poem....
a short , simple and sweet poems...
Keep on writing and thanks for sharing...
take care..
riddhi

[William Liston]

Thanks a lot. I'm glad you enjoyed.

[Pushkar Prabhat]

WoW!!!!
you have perfectly captured the process.......
this is so inspiring and strangely satisfying........
very well rhymed....
i loved it!!!!
:)

[William Liston]

Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed.

[Pushkar Prabhat]

you are welcome......!!!! :) :)

[E.Jay]

" My heart is torn, an art is born" I love this line so much. It is such a great one to draw a reader in. This piece is so well written. The flow, everything. I absolutely adore this piece.

[William Liston]

I'm glad you liked the flow. Thank you for your compliments.