Poetry of Pain By Emily Dickinson


There is a pain — so utter

There is a pain — so utter —

It swallows substance up —

Then covers the Abyss with Trance —

So Memory can step

Around — across — upon it —

As one within a Swoon —

Goes safely — where an open eye —

Would drop Him — Bone by Bone.

Pain—expands the Time

Pain—expands the Time—

Ages coil within

The minute Circumference

Of a single Brain—

Pain contracts—the Time—

Occupied with Shot

Gamuts of Eternities

Are as they were not—

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After Great Pain, a Formal Feeling Comes

After great pain, a formal feeling comes

The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs

The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,

And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round

Of Ground, or Air, or Ought

A Wooden way

Regardless grown,

A Quartz contentment, like a stone

This is the Hour of Lead

Remembered, if outlived,

As Freezing persons recollect the Snow

First-Chill-then Stupor-then the letting go

Pain — has an Element of Blank —

Pain — has an Element of Blank —

It cannot recollect

When it begun — or if there were

A time when it was not —

It has no Future — but itself —

Its Infinite contain

Its Past — enlightened to perceive

New Periods — of Pain.

The Master

He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees,

Prepares your brittle substance
For the ethereal blow,
By fainter hammers, further heard,
Then nearer, then so slow

Your breath has time to straighten,
Your brain to bubble cool,–
Deals one imperial thunderbolt
That scalps your naked soul.

When winds take Forests in their Paws–
The Universe is still.

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Carry On —> Inspiration


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This is a Cinderella story that will melt the most cynical heart.

Susan Boyle, the British singer, is an instant sensation!

Over 85.2 million viewers have seen her on YouTube in just one week – a record –

to watch her sing “I Dreamed A Dream from Les Miserables.

Born with brain damage, she was taunted all her life because she is slow.

Asked how she had the confidence to sing in front of a large audience, she says:

” I just had the ability to keep going.  You have to keep going.”

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…..a beautiful, inspiring video

of Nick Vujicic, born with no limbs, speaks to students

whose tears run down their cheeks, whose love pours out to him.

Nick has found the purpose of his life and has become strong

through the agony of learning how to overcome what had defeated him from birth.

The miracle we are looking for is inside each of us.·



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