Standard Posted by Christine Klocek-Lim Posted on April 25, 2017 Posted under free verse Comments Leave a comment Pain by M. Sakran Pain Sitting in the room, watching the 69 year old man cringe, as the phlebotomist, stabbed him, for the fourth time. by M. Sakran Editor’s Note: Sometimes a poem needs very few lines to make a point. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPinterestTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related #poem#poetryfree verseM. Sakran Post navigation ← Losing the Art of Love (2017) by Ralph La Rosa On the Movements of Bodies by Rosemary Badcoe → Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.