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Why does It Hurt


My soul is hurt time and time again
When I hear of another soul suffering
How can this be fair I ask in my mind,?
That my life is good, even in my bad times?
Others have surpassed, all the things that hurt me!
Where then I ask would the fairness be
Why do they have to suffer so?

A gentle voice did whisper in my mind
When they left the spirit world behind
It was the things that they had to learn,"
Why so harsh"? I did reply to the voice inside.
"Their paths crossed others there they collide".
They had to learn of things from another's view
Or to teach others, that had lessons too!

Why do we have to learn so on this plain?
The answer came quietly to me again.
"We test the spirit only in this earth's domain
As a truely physical form it's not the same
You have set tasks, the day you are born
You enter the earth plain as you did before"

Why then are these things so hard for me?
That captures my mind and my liberty?
"The choice was yours and will always be
That you may become pure, in our eternity"
Is this then the fate of earth's human beings?
"Yes"! the voice said, "To become spirit feelings"

What are your values, in the place you are?
I have been told it's just a thought not far
"We strive to be pure, of mind and thought
Where love is the paramount thing taught
To try and tell you, as to what we become
Or how we live in a place that to some
Is impossible to let your present mind see
Just believe that we live in eternity"!

A beautiful light shone there within me
The reason then for us, all on earth to be.
To build a spirit, so pure with love, the reality.
Of life here and all the things that are wrong?
I walk with you on your journey, hold my arm
I will always protect your spirit from harm

With that it was the end of think talk
Just believe in yourself and with me walk

 

— yenti, Mar 17, 2009

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Region, Country: United Kingdom, GBR

Favorite Poets: No exact favourites, but just enjoy the output of all I meet as they tell many stories and are able to see more than I can from my window on the world

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KambateSpike

17 years 2 months ago

Nice but the rhyme makes it suffer

This is a cute musing on the human condition, and I can see your traditional influences. In my opinion the simple end rhyme affects the message by making it sound forced at times. In my studies and experiences I've found when we limit ourselves to basic rhyme we turn down a number of other possible directions for the poem to go in. Are you familiar with the term "Hallmark verse?" My challenge would be to see if you can capture the same aesthetic without rhyming and see which one you like better.
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

I accept

your write on this one and will see what I can do, just haven't had the time of late, and this one was put out without much polish or thought to it's presentation. I see and know what you mean about rhyme sometimes is not ness, but it just turned out that way, Yours Ian.T PS:- Here it is. ?????? Am still hurting but it is fading. Rewrite this morning, took me half an hour damn it,lol:- Why does my soul hurt this way I hear of those that are suffering Is this not fair I asked myself My life has been really good to me, Even those bad times, were shallow I cry to feel the pain of others They have surpassed all my pain Where is the fairness I asked me Why do they have to suffer so A gentle voice whispered deep inside You left us here in spirit, to be as you are You can only learn things if you are here "Why so harsh”? I did reply to the voice? “Their paths crossed others and they collide”. They learn of things from another’s view Or to teach others, that has lessons too! Why do we have to learn so on this plain? The answer came quietly to me once again. “We test the spirit as only a man can do" In a physical form it’s the only way You have set tasks, the day you are born You enter the earth plain as you have before” Why then are these things so hard for me? That captures my mind and lays it bare. “The choice was yours and will always be That you may become pure, in our eternity” Is this then the fate of earth’s human races “Yes”! the voice said, “To become spirit feelings” To learn then judge youself on your return. What are your values, in the place you are? I have been told it’s just a thought away As are the folk that have left us before “We strive to be pure, of mind and thought Where love is the paramount thing taught To try and tell you, as to what we become Or how we live in a place that to some Is impossible to let your present mind see Just believe that we live in love eternally”! A beautiful light shone there inside my frame The reason then for us, all on earth became plain To build a spirit, so pure with love, the reality. Of life here and all the things that are wrong? I walk with you on your journey, hold my arm I will always protect your spirit from harm The voice inside faded as a summer perfume It said that this was think talk, that we say I am your guide to help you on this plain With that it was the end of think talk today I felt relieved and at peace with the world Knowing that there but a thought away Was all the help and love to guide me NB:- look no further than inside to know that there is an infinity, but a thought away
deelilah

deelilah

17 years 2 months ago

Dear Ian

“To become spirit feelings” This line right here makes the poem for me--and it's certainly not a Hallmark verse. It had substance and was heart-felt. You have more compassion in your little finger than most of those you refer to in your poem. 'A gentle voice did whisper in my mind When they left the spirit world behind It was the things that they had to learn,” Why so harsh”? I did reply to the voice inside. “Their paths crossed others there they collide”. They had to learn of things from another’s view Or to teach others, that had lessons too!' Thanks, Ian. Deelilah
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

Dee

This one was put together a bit fast, primarily it was to do with a few of our poets going through a bad time and being hard on themselves without a reason, or an end in sight for the bad times they were in. Thank you for the bit about Hallmark but he had a point and it was a valued point, but a little roughly put lol, I am going to rewrite as a piece which these usually are, the reason for poetical was above for some that are hitting hard times in the lifes struggle. Life is hard and there are many that go through hell out there, and with the present climate of Money and greed the suffering is going to increase a lot more. We are very lucky here in UK as i said the other day about a simple thing like medicine where at 60 for a lady and 65 for a man most of our medicines are free, can you imagine tihe load this takes off of older people. Where as the younger ones are suffering with love and marriage feelings that seem paramount to themat this time. Woops I have gone on to long You take care and have a lovely journey, Yous Ian.T
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KambateSpike

17 years 2 months ago

Lovely work

I really like the way you've re-worked it. I apologize for coming across harsh in my previous post, the writer's group I work with has a habit of not pulling any punches and I forget myself sometimes. In regard to the use of rhyme in the revision i feel its much tighter and suits the particular stanzas its used in. I especially liked this... A gentle voice whispered deep inside You left us here in spirit, to be as you are You can only learn things if you are here “Why so harsh”? I did reply to the voice? “Their paths crossed others and they collide”. "You can only learn things if you are here" really resonates with me. Concerning the subject matter I truly admire your compassion and look forward to when you consider this piece finished.
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

Janice

This is primarily written to stress to people, that we are here to learn, and the learning sometimes becomes very hard to cope with, Someone once said something like, "I don't live long enough to make all the mistakes there are, so I will learn from others". Given that, we still need to learn many things on this journey, it is very hard sometimes, where I have asked someone who has been very badly wronged, to send love to the person that has done the wrong, it heals a lot faster than living with the hurt, but that is extremely hard to do, but as you do it each day you will feel the love mending yourself also, anyway my soapbox has broken for now, You have a lovely Spring out there, yours Ian.T
Linda Moses

Linda Moses

17 years 2 months ago

IAN

I UNDERSTOOD THE MESSAGE, AND IT IS ABOUT QUESTIONS THAT HAVE BEEN ASKED FOR CENTURIES, AND PEOPLE LOOKING FOR ANSWERS. SOMEDAY WE WILL KNOW ALL. GETTING OLDER DOES SEEM TO BRING YOU MORE PURITY OF THE SPIRIT. IS IT GAINED WISDOM, OR ARE WE JUST TOO TIRED TO GET INTO TROUBLE ANYMORE lol
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

Linda

Thanks for your reply to this one, I sat and wrote it not for me, but to say to others the reasons of why things happen as we travel this time here, the only thing is ,that I hope that those that do suffer can understand a little of what the end game is, and as we get older you feel the closer to the other world. There are three states here and one is as a child when you have only just started your journey, sometimes you can communicate with the other place so easily, this is why children sometimes have invisible friends that they talk and play with. Then as you become older it is that you have lost sight of the other ways. Then when you become older and near to returning to a place we call home, then I believe that they gather closer to you, the ones that gather are the ones that have gone before, we believe that they wait to greet you and show you the ways again. As there is no time there,To them it is but a thought before we are all together again, we feel time more as we need clocks. In my story "The Golden Key" Sadie is a beautiful spirit, that helps the children if they need help, she guides them to a loved one, and has built an area, that is a play place, so that they can be happy as they adjust to their surroundings until their loved ones fetch them. I have quite a few stories of these on tape. But that leaves a great do you believe in these things question. To me peronally I have been told a few things from somewhere and I fear not the later years and know that I will be happy. No we are not to old to get into trouble, it's just that our victims can run faster LOL. You take care out there and remember that your loved ones are but a thought away, Yours Ian.T
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R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 2 months ago

the poem shows how

the poem shows how resourseful you are in thinking and wording. a noble vision. shan
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

Shan

Once again thank you, as you say so much in a few words, and each word is so welcome to my spirit, this was brought on by some of our members that are going through hell at the moment, or their form of hell. I have learnt of many things on this journey and on reflection the bad times were the ones where most learning is done. You take care out there, Yours as always, Ian.T
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Mike5242

17 years 2 months ago

yenti I felt like the poem was about me...

... I felt like you were thinking of me it's beautiful and I think if it's good enough to draw a reader such as myself so far in as your poem did it's amazing brilliant and I give it 5 gold stars I wish i could give it ~ gold stars !
yenti

yenti

17 years 2 months ago

Mike

This was for all the lovely people that I have come across here and other places that seem to have gone through a lot of bad things and they cannot see the reason why they should suffer so, if it helps you to understand even one tiny part of you or things then I am Happy, Yours Ian.T
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big-Alzer

17 years 2 months ago

the question why?

A beautiful work full of emotions. The eternal question "why" remains unanswered for so many of us when we see suffering and pain. There is a lot of compassion and understanding of the walk of life which can be so short for some people. A really lovely piece regards. Alex