Mohammad Yamin Poet Rhyme

Pain- the Destiny of Man

Pain, excruciating pain
Gripping spine, disabling 
Till vigor and strength drain
 Prayers you chant and Hymns sing

Hospital, Doctors, MRI’s and X-rays
Cash, Debit Cards, depleting bank account
Money vanishes, but pain stays
Nothing could misery surmount

 Calves stiff, nerves sore
Walking with stick, still in pain
Whoever said, whoever swore
“Pleasure and pain are links of a chain”

Sad poems, heart-wrenching news
Failed love, desertions, betrayals
Pain intrudes with or without excuse
No distinction in paupers and royals

Pain is the destiny of man
It is a heartache or pain in spine
Man's birth is through pain and death from pain
Gripping like fog the life's sunshine 

You wish and pray it goes
It cures, soothes nor heals
With time it grows and grows
Till death your life steals

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Sara Kendrick November 30, 2012 at 4:45 PM Pain whether it is emotional, physical, or mental is not comfortable..I feel that here you speak of emotional though..We all suffer from time to time but some suffer for a lifetime with mental or emotional or physical pain which is very sad..Thanks for the kind review of my work..Sara Mohammad Yamin December 2, 2012 at 5:31 PM Thanks for visiting my poem and your kind comments. You are so right in guessing it is the emotional pain I have spoken about. Most often it doesn't leave one till death. Love. -Mohammad

Elizabeth Wesley April 20, 2012 at 8:00 AM I see below this is your story, hard to believe when I look at your picture! You look wonderful and I am sorry if you have such terrible pain to deal with. I truly hope there is some healing somewhere for you. I have chronic pain in one area of my back and my doctor recommended Botox injections for it. It numbs the area and maybe healingcan set in when it is relaxed. Check it ut on the net and see what you can find or contact me. Mohammad Yamin December 2, 2012 at 5:50 PM Thanks for visiting my poem. I am sorry I am responding to your comments of April 20 today as somehow it wasn't communicated to me. What your searching eyes have seen in my poem is right. It is indeed my story. The first part is now over after undergoing Spinal Stenosis operation. But the second part perhaps is destined to stay till I live. Tell me what happened to your back pain. Did Botox injection work? I hope it did.

Karen Croft March 20, 2012 at 6:39 AM you've definitly touched base with your poem. we face pain no matter where we are or what we do. Mohammad Yamin March 21, 2012 at 1:00 PM Thanks for your kind comments, Karen. I am glad you have appreciated my point.

M.I.A . January 14, 2012 at 2:59 AM "Pain is the destiny of man"... home truth that we rarely want to recognize. I can feel you sir, my best wishes for you always. Mohammad Yamin January 14, 2012 at 11:03 AM Thanks Mia for your heartwarming comment. Yes, the truth of pain is hard to realize. I am glad that you belong to my school of thoughts. I wish you a happy and prosperous New Year. -Mohammad

Harry Horsman January 13, 2012 at 7:57 AM This is a heart rendering poem, Mohammad, so much truth here, your last line, really brings this home to me. harry Mohammad Yamin January 13, 2012 at 1:35 PM Thanks, Harry for your kind comments. You have a heart of gold and your perception of poetic thoughts and feelings is appreciable. -Mohammad

Anne-Lise Andresen January 11, 2012 at 1:45 PM Get well Mohammad.I wish you a magic pill but there is not.OXOX love Anne-Lise Mohammad Yamin January 12, 2012 at 9:09 AM Dear Anne Lise, How did you perceive that the poem is my story. Any way, the perception is correct. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your sympathetic words. God Bless you. -Mohammad Yamin

Poet Destroyer A January 10, 2012 at 11:47 PM A very gripping poem... Thank you for sharing your awesome poem. Take care and have yourself a good night ;-) always,..p.d. Mohammad Yamin January 12, 2012 at 9:11 AM Thanks for your appreciation. You are too kind. God bless you. -Mohammad Yamin

Elizabeth Wesley January 10, 2012 at 7:41 PM Ah my friend, I think it exists to remind us we are still alive. After all, if we were pain free we would thing we had "died and gone to heaven". One of the nasty things in life to remind us of how helpless we really are against it. Such a great write on the subject. Mohammad Yamin January 11, 2012 at 1:44 PM What a wonderful comment you have written elizabeth. Yes, if we were pain free we would think we have died. It confirms my view that life is an endless pain. Thanks for your appreciation. Best wishes. -Mohammad