Is it that as always told? 
A foolish choice of his own life! ! 
Is it as they all have told? 
A valiant choice of his own life! ! 
There are vibrant discussions; 
Between them who had steadfast; 
They both had committed it! ! 
One by life and one by death! ! 
Some had preferred the fine art, life; 
And ‘committed’ in graph of life! ! 
They had their own sight for that; 
And went on commit day by day; 
Some had preferred to surpass life! ! 
And challenge the impending destine
And ‘committed’ it with brave heart! ! 
And pout at life with grimacing face; 
Dear, I am still confused! ! ! 
What shall I prefer in life? ! ! 
They both argue they are brave; 
And imprecate to commit too
I am frightened in the field! ! 
Where I have to decide at times; 
I am scared of battle cries! ! 
And feel disarmed and dispassionate! !                
I have always felt that living requires more courage than sucide........... Any way good Write
aesthetically defined suicide thru the dialogue -in a monologue - of the brave and coward... cowards die many times in their life but dauntless men never meet it except once...they say.... your intellectual scribbles reminds me 'the gloomy sunday'...movie/song where people in scores embrace death lovingly listening the mesmerized song......... thanks for sharing/salu
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmmm.....Dark and brooding. Incidentally, check on my poem'Superman'. The world's full of them. And they need help. Cheers. Subroto