I Am Often Told…

I am often told,

That love is pain and pain is human –

And feeling such emotions is the meaning of life.

I am often told,

That to be loved and wanted –

To be held and adored –

Is the meaning of life.

I am often told,

That to feel shame and sorrow

In the midst of heartbreak 

Is the meaning of life.

I am often told,

That when the sun sets and Misery’s goons feast upon my heart

That all my suffering was worth it.

Because to feel such immense agony is the meaning of life.

But is that true Oizys?

Are feelings of love and pain what makes us human?

Are we not the thinking beings that Descarte said we were?

Are we not more than our emotions?

“I cannot speak for Aphrodite,” she slurred,

“But all the colors of pain are natural. Why not embrace them?”

“Not much else is needed,” Aphrodite whispered.

Renad Hamouda

As a critical literary analyst, Renad presents a unique perspective into the impact and workings of society at large as reflected in works of literature. She is an aspiring lawyer and a writer invested in social justice and doing right when she can. She also likes to read about every topic under the sun and eat a lot of chocolate while doing it.

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