Sonnet: A Miracle Is Happening
Yes, Providence at last has heard my cry!
Most plaintive one, this planet ever sent;
The weather for my foes is turning dry;
A spate of punishments will come this Lent.
The Dean now knows that truth is on my side;
The nexus has been hurting me for long;
But I will never commit suicide;
In skilful ways, I’ve struck the Maker's gong.
From now onwards, I can be less active;
The wrong-doers are trapped in their own snare;
Henceforth, I will more God -fearingly live;
Be more alert, avoid errors with care.
Life’s chess-board pieces move by God's design;
My lease of life renewed, I needn't resign.
poem by John Celes
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If i die?
If i die will any1 miss me?
If i die will i be remembered?
If i die will they cry because im gone?
If i die will my best friend be there?
If i die will she care?
If i die would people change the way they think?
If i commit suicide will people judge the person that I was?
If i commit suicide will I get to see my sis because shes in heaven?
If i commit suicide will some1 blame themself?
If i commit suicide will my parents be embarresed to call me their son?
If i think of these things constantly should i commit suicide and take the easy way out or should i fight and pray to god for the best?
Why commit suicide?
Why commit suicide?
Don’t tie yourself with a rope
With life, there is always hope
With life, there is always scope
Why commit suicide?
For you there is no roller coaster life ride
Your heart is filled with an empty hole so wide
Don’t put yourself on fire and fry
With life, you can still make an effort and try
Please leave us not with a permanent goodbye
Why commit suicide?
Believe me when I say ‘You are not alone’
Many out there are shivering cold to the bone
Express your feelings to someone on the phone
Full of debt
Never properly slept
Always sadly wept
Wish you had something wonderful
You could have treasured and kept
Unsucessfuly with exams
After hectic midnight crams
Who gives a damn!
You are not alone!
You are not alone!
So you feel so empty inside
You are full of egoistical pride
To admit the thought of a suicide tide
Love has never even been on your side
Believe me when I say ‘You are not alone’
With life, there is no stone
That you cannot eventually overthrow
To reclaim your rightful throne
So why commit suicide?
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Hurting For You
Yesterday
I just saw the one you left behind, yesterday
I could tell that he was hurting for you
Sad, but he cant deny it
There was nothing else he could do
He was one of the many struck by it
Hurting for you
Finish before it started
Its the only thing left to do
cause the last of the broken-hearted
Is hurting for you
Day to day
Thats how you should learn
To live your life, day to day
Put aside those dreams that keep hurting for you
Dont let the pain remind you
There is nothing else you can do
Better not ever let the day find you
Sympathy
I dont want to sound like what I feel
Seems like pity at all
Destiny
But in the great design of life
We are all so pitifully small
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Committing Suicide.
Suicide, will that happen to me? It is not I, who will
cause this final act in life, it is the dark side of
who I am. I want to live, however, the monster, who
resides inside me...wants to commit suicide.
Everything I do...everywhere I go, blackness, inevitable
doom, trails me. I hear his voice,
'Do it...commit suicide. You have nothing to live for...do it! '
Alone, I sob. 'What about the people that love me?
I don't want to hurt them.' His voice again...
'Do it. Kill yourself. You'll be doing them a favor.'
I stare at the bottle of sleeping pills. Suicide...suicide,
it seems a way to solve all my problems.
'YES! The voice blared! Suicide is the answer! '
Suicide? No. Yes.No...what...what to do?
I need to talk with someone. Who? No one!
God...if you're up there, help me. Give me
a sign. I wait...Nothing. No word. No sign.
Slowly, I move to the closet, remove my clothes
and slip on my favorite robe. Tears roll down
my cheeks, as I turn on some soft music.
The voice again: 'That's it. Make yourself comfortable,
then...do it! '
I move to the bed, sit down and reach for the glass
of water. With one hand, I snap off the cap on the
bottle of sleeping pills. Slowly, I move the bottle
toward my mouth.
''Ellen...Ellen? '
From outside my bedroom door, I can
hear my little brother calling me.
'Ellen....'
I hesitate, I don't want him to be the one
that finds me. Quickly, I place the pills
on the nightstand, and replace the cap.
I move to the door and open it.
My brother, is standing there, smiling at me.
'Ellen, watcha ya doin''
I couldn't say committing suicide.
'Just watching a little t.v.'
'Can I come in, ' he said.
I thought about how much he and my family
loved me. I thought about a bunch of other
things I had to be thankful for. I gave serious
about life, and I treasured it. Suicide?
Not tonight.
I look at my little brother and never loved
him more.
'Sure...come in, we'll watch t.v. together.'
Ellens' Story-Almost Dead
Suicide, will that happen to me? It is not I, who will
cause this final act in life, it is the dark side of
who I am. I want to live, however, the monster, who
resides inside me...wants to commit suicide.
Everything I do...everywhere I go, blackness, inevitable
doom, trails me. I hear his voice,
'Do it...commit suicide. You have nothing to live for...do it! '
Alone, I sob. 'What about the people that love me?
I don't want to hurt them.' His voice again...
'Do it. Kill yourself. You'll be doing them a favor.'
I stare at the bottle of sleeping pills. Suicide...suicide,
it seems a way to solve all my problems.
'YES! The voice blared! Suicide is the answer! '
Suicide? No. Yes.No...what...what to do?
I need to talk with someone. Who? No one!
God...if you're up there, help me. Give me
a sign. I wait...Nothing. No word. No sign.
Slowly, I move to the closet, remove my clothes
and slip on my favorite robe. Tears roll down
my cheeks, as I turn on some soft music.
The voice again: 'That's it. Make yourself comfortable,
then...do it! '
I move to the bed, sit down and reach for the glass
of water. With one hand, I snap off the cap on the
bottle of sleeping pills. Slowly, I move the bottle
toward my mouth.
''Ellen...Ellen? '
From outside my bedroom door, I can
hear my little brother calling me.
'Ellen....'
I hesitate, I don't want him to be the one
that finds me. Quickly, I place the pills
on the nightstand, and replace the cap.
I move to the door and open it.
My brother, is standing there, smiling at me.
'Ellen, watcha ya doin''
I couldn't say committing suicide.
'Just watching a little t.v.'
'Can I come in, ' he said.
I thought about how much he and my family
loved me. I thought about a bunch of other
things I had to be thankful for. I gave serious
about life, and I treasured it. Suicide?
Not tonight.
I look at my little brother and never loved
him more.
'Sure...come in, we'll watch t.v. together.'
Specific By Design
Lazy adults raised by irresponsible children,
Choosing to do what they please...
With the making of excuses encouraged as done,
Are not the ones to blame for their attitudes towards life.
Many do not accept transitions and think of them as painful.
Every example of a quality of life to value,
Has been degraded by those lazy who view mediocrity...
As too much of a struggle to achieve,
With an escaping from a hopelessness and self pity.
And the evidence of their influence is too obvious to avoid.
And they are left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
Left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that is knitted in,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
Left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that is knitted in,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
And they are left trapped in sadness patterns.
With their touches of guilt to add to a quilt...
Specific by design.
And the evidence that sits,
Becomes too obvious to avoid.
Or can anyone conscious excuse the limits of it!
And the purpose with intentions to confine...
Those of shallow and unused minds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: People Look Already Punished?
The ones I see are already punished!
More punishment awaits more erring souls;
In many ways, they appear so famished,
And yet, they won't reset their sinful goals.
The ones I see have had their days of woes,
And more could come in life to them, of course;
They won't forgive their erring friends or foes;
Their boats of life move not, nor do their oars.
The ones I see do things in awful ways,
For sake of joy so transient and sinful;
For most of them numbered appear their days,
And only few learn to be more careful.
Our life on earth is meant for world thats next;
'Go live a life thats pure, ' says Maker's Text.
poem by John Celes
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Risks and dangers
I like to take risks, I like to take dangers.
I like to live life on the wild side.
I've taken risks.
And played life dangerously.
I love a small sense of adventure.
Climbing a tree and getting stuck.
Climbing on roof tops.
You name it I've done it.
That's when life was fun and care free.
No I take risks and dangerous every day.
When I try to commit suicide
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Sonnet: I Shan’t Follow the World
How can I change my ways to match the world?
For years I’ve slogged for principles so good;
In middle-age, why should I change my mould?
Till now, for truth and honesty, I’ve stood.
Why should I change my ways just for world’s sake?
Suffered I have in life till now, maybe!
Amongst the righteous few too, I see fake;
I live working for my Eternity.
Who can escape punishments forever,
The Maker, world or himself gives someday?
The rewards may come on earth or may never;
I keep my soul pure, trudging just God’s way.
Why live a hundred or more years but lose,
My war ’gainst sin and devils, that too close?
poem by John Celes
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Why To Commit Suicide?
Why are you in a hurry to…
Catch a bus?
Board a train?
Fly in a plane?
Climb the skies!
Why are you in haste to…
Take great risks?
Walk perilous ways?
Follow unsure examples?
Risk your only precious life!
For life is…
Your greatest gift from God;
Your most invaluable wealth on earth;
The proof of God's immense love for you;
Why then commit suicide?
poem by John Celes
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The Maker Said Take Her
I was taught to believe, and never to doubt
The man up above, knows what he's talking about.
So when I heard that voice, so loud and clear,
Speak to my heart I knew that she must be near.
The maker said take her and love her forever
Take care of her for life
And treat her right
I never was the one for listening very well
I walked my own way and felt what I felt
Further out of touch with the master plan
she was like a flight to the promised land
And
The maker said take her and love her forever
Take care of her for life
Never forsake her, don't be a heartbreaker
The maker said take her and treat her right.
Just treat her right
He placed an angel in the palm of my hands
And for once of my life I obeyed his comands
I'll take her and lover her forever
Take care of her for life
Never forsake her, don't be a heartbreaker
The maker said take her and treat her right.
Just treat her right.
Just treat her right.
The maker said take her and love her forever;
Take care of her for life.
Never forsake her, don't be no heartbreaker
The maker said take her and treat her right.
And treat her right
For life
song performed by by Alabama
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Suicide
Hey there killer, where you goin'?
I see you got a gun and your anger is showing
What you about to do? Gonna kill her man?
I know that you are, but you don't really understand
You wanna be scary, wanna freak her out
Knock on her door, and put the gun in your own mouth
Let her try to stop you, it doesn't work
Turn so she can see you, and make the back of your head squirt!
Before you go and commit, a homicide!
Do us all a favor, you should try suicide!
If your gonna commit, a homicide
Spare us all the drama, you should try suicide!
Hey there killer, where you been?
Plotting out the murder on the perfect ten
Wanna make scary on her, I assume
Break in her house and hang yourself in her bedroom
Hey there killer, your unstoppable
Out of control and yo, she's irresistible
Go to her job and drink some gasoline
Swallow a match, and show her just what she means to ya!
Before you go and commit, a homicide!
Do us all a favor, you should try suicide!
If your gonna commit, a homicide
Spare us all the drama, you should try suicide!
Suicide
Before you go and commit, a homicide! (killer)
Do us all a favor, you should try suicide! (come on and try it)
If your gonna commit, a homicide (try it)
Spare us all the drama, you should try suicide! (suicide)
Before you go and commit, a homicide! (killer)
Do us all a favor, you should try suicide! (come on and try it)
If your gonna commit, a homicide (try it)
Spare us all the drama, you should try suicide! (suicide)
Please don't commit, a homicide! (killer)
Do us all a favor, you should try suicide! (come on and try it)
If your gonna commit, a homicide (try it)
Spare us all the drama, you should try suicide!!!
song performed by by Zug Izland
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Suicide & Depression Of My Life.
Suicide. Is a big part of my daily income.
Suicide. Made My docter give me those drugs.
Suicide. Makes My life hole.
Suicide. I dont know any better.
Suicide. Theres no life for me with shelter.
Suicide. Can i ever be happy.?
Suicide. I push myself away from loving another.
Depression. Has made me a horrible person.
Depression. Pushed me away from the ones i needed.
Depression. Made me a bad person., as though im told.
Depression. Was caused by this thing called Shizophrenia.
Depression. Is something im told i will have to live with for the rest of my life.
Depression. Please, please. Help me. I want to get out.
Suicide. My wrists, they bleed more then enough.
Suicide. It hurts me, on inside and out.
Suicide. The day will come soon.
Suicide. Im over it, bring me a knife.
Suicide. This is hurting me so much.
Suicide. My hearts ripped apart.
Suicide. Dont worry this wont be the end.
Suicide. I will see you again.
Suicide. I love you, and that will never change.
Suicide. This isnt your fault.
Suicide. So goodbye to you, i love you, goodnight.
Suicide. Dont let me ruin your life.
*READ* To everyone who read this, this is pretty much what i have to feel each day, i have mental health problems, and thats something i have to live with, im only young so i have learnt to grow with it. Please, to anyone who think about suicide, dont.. It not only hurts you, but hurts people around you, and iv learnt that along the way. So be happy with what you have, and the people you've got. And be glad you dont have a mental disorder and a disease. It hurts, so bad. =(
poem by Tegaana randomm
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Dear suicide
Dear suicide
Why I ‘am alive?
Suicide suicide
Why is so sad?
A lot of pain in my life
Suicide suicide
My heart is so black
Full of pain and sadness
Suicide suicide
My thoughts were so nice
But now I’m so sad
Suicide suicide
I always cry, don’t hurt me again
I just want to be free and fly
Suicide suicide
I don’t want to cry anymore
All I want is fly in the sky
Suicide suicide
The end is coming for me
The beginning of the end of my life
Suicide suicide
Just let me rest in peace
And never come back
Suicide suicide
Time to go
I say goodbye
Suicide suicide
Thanks for listened to me
I’ll see you in my new life
Suicide suicide
Adios
Ciao
Goodbye.
poem by Alex Rodriguez
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Life In Times of Suicide
Everyday people are dying
Everyday people are born
Some hate their life
Some love their life
Some want to end their life
Some are fighting for their life
It's all about how you view it
Either you want to live
Or you want to die
Sometimes you cant stand to hear the truth...
But... You really do need to look at the good times you have had, or going to have
I once tried to commit suicide
It isnt fun
It's really painful
Not only to you but,
You loved ones and friens too
So whenever yo say to yourself
My life sucks,
Theres no meaning to my life,
I'm worthless,
No one loves me.
Just remember the people who love and care about you
Because you never know how good the future could be
And just think that their are people out there that has a rougher life than you.
Your future depends on what you make of your life now! ! !
(11-12-04)
poem by Brandi Young
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What a beautiful suicide
What a beautiful suicide
The night skies so dark
The stars shine brightly
Tonight I’ll make a mark
What a beautiful suicide
With a knife next to me
Alone in a room
How good will this be
What a beautiful suicide
I’d already planned
Alone in silence
Nothing could be more grand
What a beautiful suicide
I’ll have to no longer life a life
No hurt or pain
All it takes is a knife
What a beautiful suicide
I don’t think I could die
Come to think of it
It’ll make others cry
What a beautiful suicide
I’ll no longer commit
I’ll just mend what’s wrong
That was stupid I admit
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poem by Lisa French
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Don't commit suicide
Don't commit suicide, you can't afford the cost.
If you commit suicide, your soul will be lost.
Your death will bring others nothing but pain and sorrow.
Don't commit suicide, things may improve tomorrow.
Some people lose everything and they become derelict.
They think that suicide is the answer but they're incorrect.
Things can get better and that's no lie.
Don't end it all, I feel your pain as you cry.
If you have a family, they'll be in misery if you're not around.
It will ruin their lives when they see you being lowered into the ground.
I know that you're unhappy and I'm not asking you to dance.
But people do love you so please give life another chance.
poem by Randy Johnson
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We must look for ways to be an active force in our own lives. We must take charge of our own destinies, design a life of substance and truly begin to live our dreams.
Even It Will Be Only A Pain, I Want You
Let's dream a happiness,
Now, when we are still a couple,
Let's imagine that we were and are on life scene,
The pieces of a chess game struggle.
I want near you to be,
I cant imagine separation,
I want to say how much i care,
I want to say how much i love you.
But time to say good bye has come,
I cant imagine life without you,
I want forever all my life with you to live,
Even it will be only a pain, i want you
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Commit Suicide..To God
Commit suicide to God
Every single day
Tell Him all your pain
And He'll take it all away
Commit suicide to God
Give Him all your heart
Pray for all your needs
And you'll never grow apart
Commit suicide to God
Tell Him you give up
Fell His love overtake you
And let Him lift you up
Commit suicide to God
Every single day
Give it all to Him
And He'll take it all away
poem by Cheyenne Ashley
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