It's sad to say that people want to end their life,
Someone wants to kill themselves with a knife
And to forget the sound of human strife.
They are left in the darkness
And someone turn their world upside down;
And make it rain hell wicked, dark and heartless
Nobody can't descends and smoothes away the harshness.
Nobody can't bring back the light and joy
When fears annoy,
Someone wants to destroy
But destroying gave them the presumption's hope of joy
And it's also sad to say that people think that they want to end their life,
But the only thing they want is to live their life.
sad to say that people think that they want to end their life, But the only thing they want is to live their life. Experience of darkness, dejection, depression and the sense of meaninglessness......... then living is the way for joy . if we live we can help so many others who are in need of us. thank u dear poet. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful rendition on lose of sunshine in a life at its lowest ebb, well articulated and nicely brought forth in beautiful rhyme scheme. A witty creation set aside for sober reflection. Thanks for sharing Zhyne.