This is for my poetry and other poems I like. They might be short or they might be long, they might rhyme and might not


28. Suicide Poem, A Sonnet

Suicide Poem, A Sonnet

by Stage Diva


Was I bewitched so by the thin red line

To notice not that time released its hold

And let pale Iris snip the silver twine

To steal sweet youth before it turned to gold.

Existence now is not what I was told;

No seraphim and harps to grace my ear,

Just silence, painful silence, and the cold

Discomfort of my masochistic fear,

So icy cold, yet somehow seems to sear

My soul until the ache's too much to bare,

As mortal life mirages now appear:

Intangible are they; away they tear.

Mistake, it was; the curtain fell too soon

When razor's edge did charm me like the moon.

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