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The downside isn't really injury, fear of injury or the process of fighting back from injury. The downside, the very worst thing in the world, is surgery.
quote by Greg Rusedski
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Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
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There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but a hatred of all injury.
quote by George Eliot
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Technically, the last number of years, partially from the injury, it's been difficult to push forward but I felt even before the injury that I still could do more and was sort of at a stalemate.
quote by Elvis Stojko
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Concept Of Pain (Rev.)
I have not mastered the concept of pain,
I always think I have,
but the pain comes again and I don’t
know how to suffer with grace,
noises irritate
under the duress of pain I feel ugly
and mean, I wander through the house,
pulling things apart,
feeling sorry for myself,
caught in forked lightning racking my brain
I want to tell all metaphysical forces again:
Pain is NOT an ennobling experience,
to all religions I bring a message:
Pain is futile, I do not subscribe
to the theory that suffering
is God’s will for humanity
Pain robs us of all ability to think
of anything good, all deeds causing injury
are due to pain, criminals are held in jail
because pain makes them want to hurt others;
if my pain were constant and unrelenting,
I would have robbed and killed also,
pain is unreason attacking the sufferer;
only by creating a new world in which pain
is prevented by unconditional love shall we
stop people from infringing on each others’ rights
Until then all criminal deeds simply illustrate
destruction to the human psyche caused by pain…
poem by Margaret Alice
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The Anonymity Of Pain....
...because of pain, one hides,
who wants the sounds of pain to be heard by
people whose concern is not even
equal to a curiosity?
one takes shelter in the privacy of
a room, closes the doors and windows
and then bleed
and shout in pain,
no one hears this tragedy
this private thing
that demands the patience
of an
enduring injury,
one keeps a record of his privacy,
here, he writes, his name is a falsity,
his place faraway.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One who is injured ought not to return the injury, for on no account can it be right to do an injustice; and it is not right to return an injury, or to do evil to any man, however much we have suffered from him.
Play With Out
play
smooth
on love
injury is
not play
play also
with out injury
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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What I Call It
I had a brain injury.
I have a brain injury.
I injured my brain.
There.
I said it four times.
Wrote poem once about
a moth flew round light
in circles till dead.
It
flies through my mind still,
time after time.
Afraid.
What I've lost.
Not quite the same.
Does it matter?
Don't think.
poem by Rick Stokes
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Unrequited Love, Lovelessness, Broken Heart, Hopelessness
there is no wound that you can see
by all means you will see no visible injury
in this place the people that you meet smile at you
and they will say
' he's doing well and taking
more fortunes and luck and prosperity'
but there is a pain that only your heart feels
that which their eyes cannot see
that which their hands cannot feel
that which their ears never hear
there is this pain
without an open wound
there is no blood dripping
but there is pain throbbing
there is no bruise
no inflammation
but there is this pus aplenty
boiling inside but
without a possible exit
there is this voice hidden
inside you
screaming
there is this threat of a
sudden eruption
at any moment
there is someone inside you praying
that now it must perish
degenerate and then
altogether die and
disappear forever
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Things Will Feel Better In the Morning Light
things seem worse in the light
then they do in the dark,
the night seems to give solitude and calm,
whereas light just brings pain and emotional injury
poem by Kieran J1996
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Pain...What is it?
Pain...What is pain?
Pain...get wrapped in the head with a baseball bat,
That could be called pain.
Pain...get kicked in the gut by a cowboy boot,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...poke a needle in your eye,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...get your fingers caught in a motorcycle chain,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...jump in front of a train,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...lose control while flyin' a plane,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...There ain't ever no gain in pain.
poem by Axe Timson
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Suicide MisUnderstood
Some people don't know what it's like
to be in pain and want to stop your life.
When the medical profession can't find out why
you're in pain for months and they treat you like a fly.
Luckily Dr. Gregory visionary who did see.
could scan my etheric field and tell me about my injury.
My whole nervous system was out of whack
I wasn't thinking clearly—alignment not good in my back.
Deviated septum making it hard for me to breath
because of pain in pelvis I couldn't sleep.
So when your mind is not thinking clearly
you could do anything to get relief—
like taking too many sleeping pills
to make this painful life history.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 11,2012
www.suzae.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
Dogs Are The Best People
Experiencing the depth of love
The sincerity of being loyal
The compassion in regard to sorrow
The steadfastness to follow you
Wherever you lead at the moment
The happiness to see you again
And the un-faked hurt
When being reprimanded
The velvet touch of the tongue
To ease your injury and pain
How auspicious my existence
If only to look into the brown eyes
And know you're truly loved…
poem by Ingeborg von Finsterwalde
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Prizefight
Time zone had become acidic.
Wear the chador softly.
Moon is coming out.
Down rushing
stillness croons.
Someone is going to outwit the night.
A night bird weighs the wind.
Why do you stand alone?
Desires will come relentlessly.
The essence of pain.
My bronze heart,
has no prodigious injury.
poem by Satish Verma
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Dolphin
My Dolphin, you only guide me by surprise,
a captive as Racine, the man of craft,
drawn through his maze of iron composition
by the incomparable wandering voice of Phèdre.
When I was troubled in mind, you made for my body
caught in its hangman's-knot of sinking lines,
the glassy bowing and scraping of my will. . . .
I have sat and listened to too many
words of the collaborating muse,
and plotted perhaps too freely with my life,
not avoiding injury to others,
not avoiding injury to myself--
to ask compassion . . . this book, half fiction,
an eelnet made by man for the eel fighting
my eyes have seen what my hand did.
poem by Robert Lowell
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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 30
A padshah having issued orders to kill an innocent man, the latter said: ‘"O king, seek not thine own injury on account of the anger thou bearest towards me." He asked: "How?" The man replied: "This punishment will abide with me one moment but the sin of it for ever with thee."
The period of life has passed away like the desert wind.
Bitter and sweet, ugliness and beauty have passed away.
The tyrant fanded he had done injury to us.
It remained on his neck and passed away from us.
This admonition having taken effect, the king spared his blood.
Take The Pain Away! (january 22 2011)
i sit here away feeling the pain
the pain of losing you
the pain of being alone.
the pain of my heart breaking
the pain of longing for you.
the pain that my pasted has made for me
the pain the razor makes when it slides across my arm to make me get away from the pain inside.
the pain has taken over my life never giving me a min to be happy
please won't you take the pain away please!
poem by juggalette Tiffany ann
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