Treasure Island

wisner presume


Fearless Suicide


when death comes
i'll need not love
consumed
no wreath or dove
could offer me salvation
not when i'm no more

loss it seem is the worst kind of sorrow
loss of dream the dreams of tomorrow

take me do your touch
suicide suicide
you're all over my mind
let me pass in peace
i need to be released

the weapon in my hand is my soul
one slash, and it'll take me whole
my body feels darkness
but in my mind am fearless

death is in my eyes
it's ready to sprout tears
yes my death is near


wisner presume

Submitted: Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

a king sons is going to commit suicide

Comments about this poem (Fearless Suicide by wisner presume )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. from "Landscape with Light", John Taggart
  2. Inside Out, John Taggart
  3. PH: Limericks (Of Physics) : #1, Brian Johnston
  4. Slow Song for Mark Rothko, John Taggart
  5. Refrains for Robert Quine, John Taggart
  6. Precious Lord, John Taggart
  7. Needs, Nalini Chaturvedi
  8. One(1) Classroom, herbert guitang
  9. Archeologist, Dr PJ Raj Kamal
  10. Nasha pyaar ka, binod bastola

Poem of the Day

poet William Wordsworth

I

I AM not One who much or oft delight
To season my fireside with personal talk.--
Of friends, who live within an easy walk,
Or neighbours, daily, weekly, in my sight:
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]