Open Poetry #38 |
Sucide |
artexeres Member
since 2006-08-01
Posts 156south africa |
Who could term this act an act that is complete? A thin trickle of red watch how it seeps As slowly precious life from her it does creep Yes it stains the pure white satin sheets Loosed from her prison now destiny she greets In her death is there victory or just bitter defeat? Let us ask who with intense longing ever weeps? As the wrecked young lives pile up in putrid heaps Suicide is desperation it is the final sad end they meet Could such loneliness and confusion be termed as neat? In these Occasions of sorrow when nothing is sweet When decadent lies are being preached out on the street What are such needs that no one could meet Is your life one of horror and never a treat? At a mirror you stair and it reflects your defeat So your anger and your fear you have learnt to keep in the deep Rejected loves are the precious memories you keep For tender words and touches you would openly weep I hope now in peace you can finally sleep No more a tormented mind to barrage or keep In life’s flock you were but a lost baby sheep In your hour of need why was I so weak Tears freely roll down from my cheek Life’s tragedies will forever keep me meek For the answers to life I shall eternally seek if it is going to be it is up to me i choose my destiny |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
A painful read, one I FEEL. And in understanding those circumstances, it is a tragic scene too often being played out. Sending heart hugs and peaceful thoughts. |
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artexeres Member
since 2006-08-01
Posts 156south africa |
You are quite right, it is a tragedy, thank you for feeling and tahing the time to read and comment. |
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FNG Member
since 2006-02-07
Posts 477 |
"I hope now in peace you can finally sleep No more a tormented mind to barrage or keep In life’s flock you were but a lost baby sheep In your hour of need why was I so weak Tears freely roll down from my cheek Life’s tragedies will forever keep me meek For the answers to life I shall eternally seek" I love the ending. Enjoyed To keep humble is one's deed. |
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