Reply to the Pain

Here is an interesting comment left on my blog. It is by an author that goes by the name "Winks" but I would imagine "Winky" would have been appropriate has a nicer sound to it. This is a much better poem than the ones I have written much more deeper and beautiful. Well hope you guys enjoy.

We lead a life where irony is visible
With each contradiction, balance seems a bit more attainable
Within these walls, we strive for happiness
While misery lurks in the shadows of this fortress

Through still nights, our cries are of ecstasy
Feeding passions with such intensity
Bodies tremble with pleasure
As souls sore beyond mortal measures

In weakness, we are like so –
From differences, a subtle pain begins to grow
Fueled by hurtful words as rivers of tears flow
But in grief, hidden affection does show
And sparks of understanding manage to glow

We lead a life perfect in imperfection
Thankful to God for such divine selection
Thus, sorrow may lie beneath poetic beauty
As hearts may feel heavy, though they are empty