As I stood by the sea
I saw the sky melting into the ocean,
Going into oblivion.
I looked at, gazed, saw, and then walked.
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Eternal journey—
we appear as dots in the firmament,
and vanish without disturbing the sky.
Time flows on,
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A saucer, a cup -
An equation, an idea.
A family, a trust -
Man, humanity.
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Every suicide ends up in a post mortem
Physical and emotional -
A bullet or a rope?
Why? What for?
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Once I felt and I will tell
It was a dense evening
I was walking by the river
Alone, and it was near perfection.
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'Conscience doth make cowards of us all.' - Shakespeare.
'Ambition doth make giants (!) of us all.' - This unknown poet.
Living in a skyscraper
...
Winter chill this year.
Between the sky and the ground
There is a whitish haze.
An opaque morning.
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Chasing Shadows
I look up,
I look down,
I look up,
And I do frown.
People on the street,
Look up to the crown -
But where is it now?
Down, down, drowned.
A little lamb stares,
Grass in its mouth,
Unaware of the shout,
Its calmness, in doubt.
A dream once bright,
Like the blazing sun,
Now stolen for ever,
As the men on the run.