Theme: Anguish


Sometimes I used to think
Whether you will cry or not
If I die all of a sudden
By committing suicide;
But now I am sure
You won’t give a damn,
As you don’t even care
When I am alive!
So how can you change
After my death?
Thanks, now I will never
Commit suicide!


More By  :  Rupradha Mookerjee

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thanks a lot Kumar Ji & Debalina Ji..

31-May-2012 07:32 AM

Comment This is the way l even think.nice poem.

31-May-2012 06:28 AM

Comment Say not so, Rupradha. There shall be a flood of tears, and you shall not know. Life and love are precious.

Kumarendra Mallick
28-May-2012 09:47 AM

Comment that is so true Jai Ji!! :-)

27-May-2012 12:10 PM

Comment Nothing is more precious than life: Even to live a love, blessed or cursed, one has to sustain a life.

27-May-2012 02:53 AM

Comment It's not my thought Prof!! But many people think's for all of them..

26-May-2012 14:13 PM


Radha Ji, you are sweet person ,but why do you conjure up bitter thought like death

26-May-2012 12:25 PM

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