(For R)
Far too many times you tried to take suicide,
had drawn our bedroom's curtains close, tried to hide
and I rushed with you to the hospital time and again
but about your illness, in me you did not want to confide.
Eventually you caused me to loose my job,
brought my life to a full-stop,
even tried to have me innocently arrested
on the day that you left to your illicit lover, the cop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Suicide is very pathetic. This is very thought provoking sharing. Awareness is necessary not to commit suicide.10