The Art of Pain

It's in the difficult moments, in the dark spots of life that you are tested to find the beauty. Pain actually has the power to enrich your soul if you look at the Art of Pain.


  • su2anne

    Forever lost by su2anne

    A large crack appeared in a wall to release its captive
    Striking the floor; the desiccated husk, fragmented.
    Tiny pieces of She caught in an eddy of a memory
    Is all that remains…

    112 words
  • JRGarland

    Empty Nest by JRGarland

    Grown are the children
    As parents say their adieu
    Empty is their nest

    13 words
  • JRGarland

    Hallowed Dreams by JRGarland

    Whispering moonlight upon the shadowy stars at night
    Where hallowed dreams cluster bringing joy and delight
    Abiding in the warmth against a chilling night’s breeze
    Safe within the comforts of our abode …

    113 words
  • su2anne

    Inscrutable by su2anne

    Its all there
    Yet I feel nothing
    Riggling my toes into the damp earth gives rise to the stench of death
    Life’s blood lost…

    62 words
  • indigo-song

    Home - Haiku by indigo-song

    homeward bound spirit

    beachy head calls me to rest

    seven sisters high

    2015 I-S-©

    14 words
  • su2anne

    The carrion by su2anne

    A talon pierces an eye-ball
    Held thus I peer backward
    Hysteria bubbles up; a hapless jester, doomed to mock

    73 words
  • Perggals© - Stacey Turner

    confusion/beauty by Perggals© - St...

    But at least there’s some beauty in it, right?!

    114 words
  • JRGarland

    Energy by JRGarland

    Everything in life is energy
    From your thoughts to the solid matter
    In endless supply throughout the universe
    It is the power to manifest all realities…

    Everything you could possibly imagine
    Has already b

    123 words
  • JRGarland

    Autumn's Tears by JRGarland

    An Autumn’s tear ebbing unto Winter’s dreams
    Crying for the hope of all who cares
    Where in abundance plenty, the Nightingales sing
    To let love shine in the grateful hearts of all mankind…

    Feathered mount

    108 words
  • Charldia

    His Shoulders by Charldia

    I shiver from the immediate loss of heat as he quietly slips out of bed.
    I hear him cry, pace, pray as he’s done night after night.
    The squeak of the front porch door lets me know he’s stepped outside.…

    347 words
  • su2anne

    Stripped bare by su2anne

    The mirror can not reflect what is not
    The little one may be grown in years and stature
    Yet t’is still newling

    44 words
  • su2anne

    What does 1 - 1 =? by su2anne

    To judge
    Is to question my reality
    Why is it that I can not see through your lens then?

    52 words
  • JRGarland

    From the Finite unto the Infinite by JRGarland

    We are the finite created from the infinite
    Who gives us the power to live in its abundance
    By co-creating a life worth living in all its glory
    Unto an endless world through time and space…

    Established i

    91 words
  • su2anne

    Myopic by su2anne

    Rigor has captured her story… For she lay at impossible angles
    Split lipped; a tragic grin stretched too tight acknowledges her final moment;
    She has enabled her own undoing…

    115 words
  • Rocky Loder

    sunday evening karaoke by Rocky Loder

    the music
    the cracks
    in the walls
    as if it was
    to escape
    torture chamber,
    seasoned bar flies
    kept buzzing
    in and out
    to and fro
    nibbling on
    home made cup cakes

    149 words
  • charliethetramp

    cosmic sinners by charliethetramp

    infinities ghost drank pink champagne night became day in plaza diablo
    t`was on mid summers eve in the garden when adam tried to conceive
    instant zen spit and die the zig zag man was in search of vall…

    96 words
  • su2anne

    Fallen angel by su2anne

    Splinters of bone extrude from forlorn shoulders
    Bloodied feathers settle at her feet
    A solitary tear is released from the chasm in her heart

    37 words
  • JRGarland

    Abundance by JRGarland

    Envisioning wealth is a powerful statement
    Mixing emotions established from youth
    What you think about it, is where you’ll stand
    You must be aware of what is your truth…

    Does being wealthy mean you’re ev

    132 words