The Deepest Pain

The deepest pain
We have within
Is the least unique of all.

It surprises no one,
Not even the dead.

For some good reason
We bear the pain
That people we love
Put upon us.

They no longer love
Or care about
The pain that is within.

Even the dead keep staring
From behind the museum glasses—

Their eyes shining
In the warm, yellow light.

Bibek Adhikari

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2017-09-13 at 16:35

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very good Bibek. An interesting thought on the photos of lost loved ones.

For sure, so true. Good write.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Bibek.