Suicide Note Poem by Sina Farajzadeh
Suicide Note
When we are sentenced to live, to exist, to be,
When we do not have any thing to blind ourselves,
When you feel that the sky would become black,
Of the sorrows that come out of your painful chest,
When it is torn by the sharp dagger of uselessness,
When you weigh up your lived years and spent age,
And the result is nothing, nonsense, nada, absurd,
There is no motivation to evoke you to keep on,
When the pain is going to deaden your heart,
As hard and lifeless as a desert rock and stone,
When there is no pure love, lover, or beloved!
So, when it is like this, why in hell nare you alive?
To suffer relentlessly and bear torment and pain?
This should have been the question asked by Hamlet.
Emanated well the very logic of suicidal tendencies....eye opener
When there's no pure love, lover or beloved! So, when it's like this, why are you alive? To suffer and pain? what a question, rhetorical yet beautiful
wonderful pal.amazing. this is the way i'm thinkin too. some of us die because of weakness.but some of us are spiritually weak.then I think SUICIDE IS THE BEST WAY TO GET RELIEF. I don't want to write (no! life is a gift which GOD has given us.we have to take the best of it) .All of these are nonsense.sometime we reach to the point that even a lover can not help. Anyway i like your poem more than every other poems.it really relieves me. tnx godbless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/24/2026 6:40:33 PM # rel_20261022T080914Z_e3039d4
it is bothering me too, if we are born to suffer why really why God give birth to us?