Suicide

The gravest
State of mind
Called suicide
Equates to
Courageousness
Or cowardice

Isn't it heroic?
To cuddle
And face
Decisive end
Of the beauties
Of rarest life
Without any
Insight into
Even without
Tasting
The feast
So sweet
Of this life

In sheer
Defiance to
The Supreme Will
For conviction
And dictates
Of one's mind
To opt for
The short cut
Waiving off
Enriching
Route
In a tough
Fit of
Cowardice
Stunning-
The rest of all
By behavior-
Shirking to face
The realities
Or the hardships
A testing test
Of abilities
Under
The circumstances
Sacrificing
So precious
A thing
Wastefully in haste
In frustration
Thrust upon
That originally
Didn't originate
Within

Expectations
Great or high
Breed frustration
Leading
To depression
And pessimism
Giving birth
To its
Third generation
Called suicide

As opposed
To thinking-
Great or high
That leads
To optimism
And vision
Of life
The nature
Itself
Predestined.

-Copy right hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India

by Hans Raj Sharma

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Comments (1)

Nice poem with insight especially at this era we have high rate of suicide among young generation.