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Another Voice

Suicidal enemy
preciously conceive the dream

Don't vanish amist
the self destructing wounds

There lays no rush
to claim the distat daze

Think about it!

Take a breath
and relieve all ache

Realize your awake
And take a step

Mute away
the ways of death

Just think about it!

And clear the head
in a conscious way
— Layune, Feb 14, 2010

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Region, Country: California, United Sates, USA

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U K Atiyodi

16 years 3 months ago

Suicide Mania

Somewhere is embedded the death wish. Men crave for it in perfection as well as in imperfection. Hemingway perfected death as he thought he has fulfilled his mission. Innumerable people resort to it in disappointment. Death is nothing to be afraid of. Icy-cold and mute, it embraces us into perennial and universal happiness. So I enjoyed the poem and want to repeat it. Dear poet, salutations. I have begun to "clear the head in a conscious way"
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Layune

16 years 3 months ago

I am very glad to hear that

I am very glad to hear that you too have begun to "clear the head in a conscious way." And true enough are all the statement you have made.