A Painful Question

Oh! Pain can you tell me why are you so painful ?

I know to many the very first line would be no less than nonsense twaddle.

But l won't mind and to you pain my question would always be the same.

Why pain begets pain?

Why can't your topic if taken by someone under your grip be patiently taken by the rest?

Why your mere mention makes the people around spin in a competitive race?

A quest to prove that more than the one who mentioned your name whole of the world around is in acute pain?

Why when you find a new prey,

Why when you have a new target,

People around can't act as a comforting balm rather than searching for testimony of your presence in your fresh target's medical reports?

All fingers are pointed to the credibility of the lab or to the medicine prescribed by the physicist.

The person caged in your grip feels as if he has committed a crime and gallows to hang him are readied behind his back.

But there are a few diamonds in this world's painful coal mine.

It's the parents, siblings, life partner or true pals who can see your tears behind thick liner or Kohl and judge your pain behind make-up veil.

But this gem list mostly ends  as soon as it starts.

Now one last painful query dear pain

Why and how you become so vocal?

Why it's so difficult to conceal tip toe of your

Sandal's heel?

I have taken a lot of care to explain your explicit reign now in lieu it's my right to get a blessing from you the new guest in my bones and veins.

As l know human forms dwindle and crumble when their feet step in forties, you promise me strength to smile, to bear, to move , to face and fight  with you with fortitude while trying not to exhibit you publicly as long as it's possible.