Twin Triplets. No.16. Suicide, Euthanasia Poem by Valsa George
Twin Triplets. No.16. Suicide, Euthanasia
SUICIDE
When all is ill
And reason still
Impulse yells ‘kill’
EUTHANASIA
When life is woe
And the world says ‘go’
The grave beckons ‘come’
Hope the ill is not still for a moment and will pass, and hope woe of life is not grave. Your simple stanzas are deeply digging the mind. Beautifully presented.
Well done Valsa few words with very real feeling very impressive
To commit suicide is great sin. Yet people commit suicide due to woe. A beautiful poem on suicide and woe is well executed and amazingly shared. Thank you dear madam, five stars.
Woe, foe! But there is hope. To overcome the muse of suicide. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
In a great manner you explained the differnce between the two... loved it...
A very good description of two of societies woes. In whichever way life ends no one is the winner. The cards are still stacked on the table to play the game all over again. Very thought provoking.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 9:32:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
If suicide is the antonym of murder, euthanasia is an action of mercy uncelebrated.