Comments on: Love and Suicide

By: Работа

Работа — Tue, 23 Sep 2008 08:47:52 +0000

С пивом покатит:)

By: Furry Freak Bro

Furry Freak Bro — Fri, 19 Sep 2008 03:49:23 +0000

Another great writing experience, thanks for sharing your talent.

By: Billy The Blogging Poet

Billy The Blogging Poet — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 22:56:05 +0000

I still love it but don’t worry I’ll not use my gun.

By: 1poet4man

1poet4man — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 06:05:44 +0000

Interesting – although maybe I don’t get it…

This poem seems more about the way a partner might ask themselves, “Where am I – Who am I, when he is inside of me?”…than about actual suicide…

Other questions that occur to me from reading this poem – which I very much liked by the way…

Is there still a “me” when I am in the mesh…?

If I can see the devil in him – I wonder if he can see the devil in me…?

And it occurs to me…if you notice the void, then maybe you are not completely lost…

There is more, but perhaps I have taken too much space already…

The line that crushes me – that makes me sad for all of us is, “Or were finally relieved when he took out the gun?

Damn, that just takes the wind out of me, which ain’t easy.

Thank You
Poetman

By: Nethead

Nethead — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 19:39:18 +0000

thank you for share this. a good poem

By: Pen Me A Poem

Pen Me A Poem — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 18:48:30 +0000

Dark poem with an interesting story. The suicidal lovers rip out your heart without a care. Nicely written.

By: topsurf

topsurf — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 18:19:20 +0000

WOW!

By: romi41

romi41 — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 03:48:45 +0000

This was incredibly stirring and creepy, and only a first draft? You astound me

By: Howard

Howard — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 23:49:50 +0000

This is really good. I’m imaging you talking to Courtney Love re Kurt Cobain, but it could refer to a lot of relationships. Anyway, LOVE is something that no one will ever understand completely and SUICIDE is something near and dear to me as a psychiatrist (I try to prevent it, but in 2 cases over 14 years, my best efforts could not prevent it). I understand suicide, but I don’t really understand it because I’ve never been there, so to speak, personally. My view is if you love someone (even a pet) you would never end your life, thereby taking it away from those you love/ those who love you. But add a little drugs, alcohol, firearms- all bets are off.

Nice poem.

By: Billy The Blogging Poet

Billy The Blogging Poet — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 10:59:41 +0000

I get poems in the shower– annoys the hell out of me. Perhaps we should put our heads together and invent an erasable waterproof chalkboard and market it to showering poets.

Then maybe we could invent a way to record dreams so we writers wouldn’t wake at 2 AM to write them down.

By: bhanu

bhanu — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 09:25:23 +0000

This is another lovely post about love..but love is a tragedy that ends in suicide.. sometimes when love becomes the center of life, everything else pushed behind, life loses its logic and love becomes the driving force , the brain stops functioning and paralyzes thinking.Obsessed with failure ..there's no interest to go on ..then to end the bitterness that follows they choose ending life itself. This happens when the involvement is too much but there's no way to unite in love. Love is magical. Love is mesmerizing. But love can also lead to suicide.. This song is ringing in my ears..Song Lyrics

By: veronicaromm

veronicaromm — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 19:02:22 +0000

This poem was written this morning, the same way I write most other poem, the idea comes and then its done. i often think of them in the shower.

By: Billy The Blogging Poet

Billy The Blogging Poet — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 17:27:54 +0000

Wow, I am blown away. Talk about a look inside…

By: Outdoors2

Outdoors2 — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 14:56:30 +0000

WOW Veronica this is fantastic!!! Taking ones life is such a solitude reaction that when it does occur we all seem so confused. But the one who does must be sure of their own decision? Hard one to swallow.