Suicide Literature Poems

By Cherbo Geeplay


My wife whispered: somebody, go call Muna 
to come here. Let her tell her dad what she 
told me today. I asked: What’s...

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that dark place had returned although 
I tried to conceal it but there it was again 
it had been years through medication therapy 
mass singing...

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The data breach came on quite suddenly 
I saw her standing there dark skinned ashy 
knees she was after my identity strangest 
feeling this crime...

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Moonlight shines on the lake,
The gentle ripples make it shimmer
in the eyes like slivers of silver,
Dancing on the unstill water surface.

In the chilly, late Autumn...

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“I am fine,” I say.
3 words,
1 lie.

“Do not worry.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I have eaten.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I’ll live.”
3 words,
1 lie.

“I’m sorry for your loss.”
6 words,
1 li[e]fe gone....

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or  

The Prejudice Most Precious

"Mothers are the most maniacal of mass murderers."
-- not yours the child killed
by a teenage mass school shooter  

*...

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No talk, no walk,
No laws, no clause,
That's her way of dreaming.
Just the silence between the journey,
The peace connecting two broken pieces of heart,
Was the making...

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White light, orange, yellow hot
Burning red, violet, blue into black 

Never meant to last. 
Casting all back…

The returning of the scar.
The flame is hot searing...

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Slick silicon suicide, 
Intricate black matrix...
Interwoven web of electrons dance.

In the rhythm of the chaos words.
The rhyme of divine writing
Ancient rambling on evermore.

Lucifer turn eons-long,
Something...

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Weapons of mass fury
Locked and loaded 
watching the media Snow 
falling on tombstones

Blinding the world 
fury for the masses 
raise our glasses pour the wine...

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My hair was thick for a moment
My heart was thick for a week
My love is thick when you want it
Though afterwards, I can't speak

If you...

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red petals of rosemary blew in zephyr when i saw my lover the day before christmas eve
the heart still remembers the way it used to...

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I own a rooster
live on a farm
the animals vote
I am simply caretaker

Under my farm
there is a huge bunker
a thousand men in uniform
systems, equipment and missiles

I...

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Life is crazy so make sure the getaway car is always ready

So, we can hop in and leave the single life behind 

Crank up the...

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it feels good to escape
with authors and poets
and dream up new places
with tales that are spun.

but sometimes what's real
and sometimes what isn't
encroach on each other
and...

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