Suicide Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Suicide

It is the time of the dances with the wind in the summer skies,
The waltzes in the nights pastures of the midnight kingdoms,

In between the smelling of the roses,
And the hot kisses of those lips after a summer trysts and the night's embraces,
And the betrayals and the discontinuations,

The song of the yester years passages,
And the memories of the golden years,

A midnight contrasts and the garish disparities between those dreams and the truthfull realities,

And the abrupted discontinuations witha sharp knife or self harms by drugs, piosonsor the gun,

To end the whole world as a love story,
As a final chapters and triologies,
For the broken hearts,
And the unfullfill, dreams,

And the proddings for a man and a woman maybe,
To end lifein particular as a suicide or as a surcharge for a broken world.