Do Not End Your Life In Emotion, Try To Stuggle And Suffer A Bit More

Do not,
Do not end your life
In a fit of emotion,
You just try,
Try to struggle
And suffer,
Just try,
Try to struggle and suffer
What it comes the way,
What it comes
Rather than yielding to,
Giving up hope.

Wiping the tears,
Smile, smile you please
For once,
Before I go,
Go away
As want I, want I
To see your smiling face
Before I go away
As I have not,
Have not come to see you
Sad and morose and weeping,
Just smile you,
Smile you for once before I go away.

by Bijay Kant Dubey

Comments (2)

Please, please, please, fix the poem Two Glasses! This is one of my favorite poems, and it's painful to read it over so dreadfully mutated. The lines I noticed: I can tell of banquet, and revel, and mirth, For the proudest and grandest souls on earth Fell under my touch, as though struck with blight. Where I was a king, for I ruled in might; [this line moved from between revel and mirth and souls on earth] [insert, Greater, ] far greater than [delet any] king am I, I have made good ships go down at sea, And the shrieks of the lost were sweet to me. [insert, For they said, behold, how great you be! ] Fame, strength, wealth, genius before [chang to you] me fall; [insert, For your might and power are over all.] Ho, ho! pale brother, [change to laughed] said the wine, But I can tell of hearts that were sad [hearts once sad] By my crystal drops made [change to light] bright and glad; Of thirsts I've quenched, [change to not] and brows I've laved; [contractions] I have leaped through the valley, dashed down the mountain, Slept in the sunshine, and dripped from the fountain. [should be, Flowed in the river and played in the fountain] I have burst my cloud-fetters, and dropped from the sky, [Slept in the sunshine and dropped from the sky] And everywhere gladdened the [landscape, not prospect] and eye; That ground out the [flour, hello! ] flower, and turned at my will. I set the wine-chained captive free, [actually, chained wine-captive] These are the tales they told each other, The glass of wine and [change to the] its paler brother, I really want this poem on my poems list, but want it to be fixed first. Ella would have wanted that too. Thank you.
I learnt this poem over 50 years ago and I think the meaning of it is so true.It is indeed a poem with great depth.