Suicide

Who knows what you hold?
Dissatisfactions or
The stories were untold.
Did they know you?
OR you failed to listen!
Were they friendly?
Or you left behind!
Did you remain disheartened?
Or with a lot of pain!
you may be suffered  from,
plenty of miseries,
you may be all suffocated,
and all frustrated,
That's why it's hard to hold a little.

When you committed this sin,
or the greatest virtue,
Yeah, You left behind lots of stories
mysterious, unfinished nd untold
you left all of us all puzzled and baffled.

To leave this world the only option
you left with.
There may be grave pain
you suffered from,
 on your last due.
Though, you left behind
your miserable life.
that's why you committed suicide
To hide from this ugly world.

I know I don't have the right,
I failed to understand one,
Who is mine beside

But, You must have to hold a little
To triumph on your pains
Maybe there are no gains
But you could leave the world
without pains...

Yeah, I know
This suffering is unbearable
And the pain is unhooked
All of us are guilty
To not appreciate your torments.

But after you committing suicide,
What difference did you make?
From the throng
We were self-centred, to
Acknowledged your pain
Didn’t you become greedy
That you left the throng
Shading tears on your demise.
WHEN You took that ride
After committing suicide
Have you thought about your sister!
Who is shading tears on your corpse
The mother firstly fed you
With her breast
You remembered your father
That man!
Or you forgot him
In front of your weighing
He who used to
Ride you on his back
But you fancied another ride

And Your brother who shared
Every single
Trouser or t-shirt
He didn’t want to
But he did
Cause, you were his only light
Your sufferings were
Hard to handle
By taking that ride
And after committing suicide
You may be delighted
But you mocked on them
With one strike

You lesser
Appraised their love
In juxtaposing your sufferings
You left them aside
With only your shattered pride.

If you may stay
Shown your wound to thee
Accepted with your open hands
I am sure of this that
They would put everything  aside
To be on your side
Because
You were their only light
Of their darkest Sight
You were the only hope
Of their shredded rope
And, You were the happiest
Thing
In their sorrow and sufferings
Might you be eased
Very much pleased

Have you thought about how they
Gone through their
Hardest time
They only survived
Only for the light of your sight
That’s too hard for them to bear
To hear the voice of their rear
But they tackled
Only for your survival
And on your revival
Don’t you think you became
Little selfish by
Committing suicide
You knocked them out
With only one strike

Maybe they are wrong
And you were right
 about Some decisions of life
But, don’t you have another
Sight
To go through this cruellest
Fight…