Is it my lot and my destiny
that life is so hard on me?
Am i to be living forever in misery
like a lost boat rocked by the sea?
Why i am always so sad and mad?
and in love my luck is so bad
No moments of happiness or joy
only loneliness since i was a boy.
With a relentless rope or a knife
i would put an end to that feverish life
Death is my resort my haven
my relief from that burden.
I normally don't care for poems about suicide or thoughts there of, but I have to say that I like this best of all your poems. The tone and words seem to come directly from the soul and I can actually feel what you are saying in this poem. Especially since we all, at some point in our lives, ask: 'Is it my lot and my destiny...' We can all relate. Good Job
nothing new to be said, we all relate sadly to it but what's a bright side without a dark one? ? this poem is a great description of the dark side good work Eman Awad
I found this to be a sad but poignant poem. The writer puy something of himself in this. This makes it worthy of my recommendation. GW62
I feel your pain. 'Death is my resort my haven my relief from that burden.' Death is not always as it seems...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is the way to go ahead, enjoyed.