Surprisingly Suicidal Poem by Asser Mattar

Surprisingly Suicidal



Stupid sacred silence

Somewhere secret so far

Sinner's second chance

Seeing what you are

Sour salt of tears

Sore scars on skin

Standing stoned for years

Sadly soaked in sin

Saw the sunshine smile

Sinking sand and smoke

Seconds slip in a while

Striving not to choke

Sweet sweat of survival

Soul of surrendering slaves

Sea surface upon arrival

Substitute for several graves

Stars starting to sway

Sky staying so bright

Silver moon clear in the day

Sunny skies after midnight

Sudden slow surprise

Sloping down the slide

Staring empty eyes

Scarily seeking suicide

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Milica Franchi De Luri 20 June 2009

I like it, all verses starting with an ssssssssssssssssssss.Unusual but nice

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Asser Mattar

Asser Mattar

Alexandria, Egypt
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