My Pain

That pain
which is stashed deep in my heart
and layered with ostensible happiness
often protrudes out
showing its ugly face
and I am left bereave
trying to tend my broken heart

But this time when it showed
I embraced it tight
close to my chest
I gave it a hearing
and offered empathy

Surprisingly now
it has become a dear friend
and now I don’t shroud it anymore
and me and my pain
learned to coexist
and we often pass each other
a pensive smile

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25 thoughts on “My Pain”

  1. Shantanu, this is an outstanding piece. I have to divorce my image of you from this piece for I cannot think of you as being in pain.
    Anyway, beautiful and touching, my dear friend.

  2. Relatable and inspiring words! You have displayed how it’s possible to accept and find peace even with the most difficult parts of ourselves πŸ™‚

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