Painful have been the shrieks of pains since painful ages. Poignant have been the stains of pains since painful are its wages. Alas! Though pain might be constant Yet from the laws of nature even pain isn't spared and can't stay static. Thus, though Omnipresent painless is the pain now. Ache of the pitiful heart doesn't ache anymore. Wounds would remain wounded. But , fear of misery and suffering have perhaps forever gone. Bleeding of the soul is somewhat constant. But, somehow numbness of the soul has made its effects almost vanished. Vanished are the fears. Vanished are the feelings. Vanished are all the vital stems. Vanished are all the pain relievers be it medicines or soothing balms. Vanished are all strengths. Perhaps no one is free there to hear. So, may be nothing is left to be said and shared. Beware, once one gives voice to the plethora of personal pains. At times though not always one is for sure going to be though for a short while gory talk of the to...