Pain Ponder and you realize, Pain is naive, Emotion is the real master. Pain with emotions trigger suffering or joy. Pain is ephemeral, But it's joy and suffering that lingers. Whereas joy too subsides as contentment is achieved, Suffering continues as long as our soul, unconsciously pampers. --- Full poem in caption --- Pain Pain, this one word alone, Can wrench us to the heart's bottom. At times, pain takes our peace away, And sometimes it becomes peace itself - arising due to repentance. At times pain is the package to a precious reward, When a mother shows light to her newborn ward, When a soldier gets a battle scar, the badge of honour,