Oh! Aching pleasure, Thou art a killing healer in strife <br />Thine comforting claws doth relieve me of mine pain <br />Like a surgeon, thou amputate mine with a sharp knife <br />Thou hast made my aching wound purged by this rain <br /> <br />Life to me seemed a sweet sad saga till now <br />The peace and comforts are but an elusive a hope <br />So I endeavoured to sustain here some how <br />Waiting to be free like an escaped convict in rope <br /> <br />Hope and grief alternate their roles quite often <br />And make me remain in contention for this race <br />The harsh healing wounds of words did soften <br />My hardened heart hath not a choice but to face <br /> <br />The ultimate realization that I ever did lack - <br />‘Life is a rainbow which also includes black’<br /><br />MERAJ UDDIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aching-joy/
