you must be everything for me –
you be my science,
my philosophy
Profile your Pain!
you must be everything for me –
you be my science,
my philosophy
From The Tragedy of the Leaves, a poem by Charles Bukowski:
“what was needed now was a good comedian, ancient style,
a jester with jokes upon absurd pain;
pain is absurd because it exists, nothing more”
From the poem “No Pleasure Without Pain” by Sir Walter Raleigh:
“What life were love, if love were free from pain?
But oh that pain with pleasure matched should meet!”
On Pain, a poem by Khalil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
From Companion, a poem by Charles Bukowski
a bird no one wants.
he’s mine.
my bird of pain.
he doesn’t sing.
that bird
swaying on the
bough.
Pain Expands The Time, a poem by Emily Dickinson
Pain — expands the Time —
Ages coil within
The minute Circumference
Of a single Brain —
Pain contracts — the Time —
Occupied with Shot
Gamuts of Eternities
Are as they were not —
From: In Time of War, XIV, a poem by W. H. Auden
Yes, we are going to suffer, now; the sky
Throbs like a feverish forehead; pain is real