Suicide
-SUICIDE-
Deep banality circles my heart drum
Rotten stem hosting termites march
Vaccum only tears could fill
Am lost in my destiny
Caged in chains of depression
Yet my mind skips , running riot
Flipping boundaries and lanes
For the love of dear
Here tears picks it path
Along my hilly face
Playing down my heated chest
Poverty strikes it stroke
Despair takes it toll
Here the rope swings
Intestines hosting worm songs
My pulse put to sword
Can't hold my hiatus
For the Lord's call
On returns of empty baskets
A nagging Eve loiting rooms
veins cry in starved flesh
Brat murmur on idle plate
Forced to rethink my existence
crippled in the face ,
faith in future yearnings
Are fictions in nightmares
It time to take my lungs to rest
save my bitter breathe
as I turn the clocks earlier
to rest beside my forefathers
-SUICIDE-
@AHMEED ABDULJALAL.A.
Copyright © Ahmeed Abdul-Jalal | Year Posted 2021
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