Suicide- Into The World Of Darkness

Gloomy minds, depressing thoughts,

We often stick to filthy blots.

In the world of surreal dreams,

We too delve into fancy whims.

In the myriad of broken desires,

The heart gets burned in baneful fires;

It seeks a way to end the pain,

Through swampy grounds and craggy lanes.

Into the world of floating souls,

Faded dreams and tampered goals.

To stay afloat and watch them cry,

To groan aloud with a million try.

Still, no voice will ever reach,

To smile, talk or learn, and teach.

The door to the world of human beings,

Will close forever with fiery rings.

Scintillating like a flickering light,

We will simply watch their plight.

The ones who strived each sweaty day,

To make an idol from the clay.

Will now be racked in every mile,

With taunts and mockery dipped in guile.

The pain, the suf

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fering, the gloomy days,

Now will haunt in bitter ways.

The fancy whims of leaving the world,

Will keep our choices locked and furled.

No peace, no bliss, no glossy smile, 

Will ever come in a tranquil style. 

Our souls will bear the pungent drops, 

Of filthy fiends and rotten crops.

Let us ponder with an owlish mind,

The pain behind each deaf and blind.

There are sufferings on this earth,

We might never feel their worth.

We live lives with fulfilled days,

With lavish choices in wealthy ways.

Ending life in mundane strife,

Jumping on the edge of a knife.

Is mere a foolish act insane,

Inflicting sorrow and deadly pain.

Life is a gift to cherish and live,

Life has dreams to sit and weave.

Live each dream and reach the goal, 

Like a brave heart, play the role.