In the realm of wealth, where hearts collide,
Pain hides in pockets, deep inside.
Money's grip can wound and maim,
Leaving scars that bear a silent pain.
Struggles unfold, burdens grow,
Empty wallets, debts that sow.
Aching whispers, friendships strain,
As money's allure inflicts its pain.
Coins slipping away, sorrow's trace,
Echoes of anguish in empty space.
Trust shattered, bonds betrayed,
Wealth's hold leaves hearts dismayed.
Let's not forget the souls who ache,
Through struggles and pains they break.
In this poem, may we understand,
Empathy and kindness hand in hand.
Money's power, both blessing and curse,
But let humanity's spirit traverse.
In recognizing the pain it brings,
We can heal hearts with gentle wings.
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Pain into Poetry
Poetry"**Pain into Poetry: A Journey of Metamorphosis**" A deep metamorphosis unfolds on the pages of the book "Pain into Poetry". This book is an odyssey through the human experience, where the art of poetry develops from the crucible of pain. In the com...
