This desire dates long back, as long as i can recall;
success or failure , it never matters even if i fall;
pain or death i can bear with a smile, but a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My answers are different , right or wrong;
my jokes are different , maybe not spot on;
my ideas never click , but still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

My methods are different, maybe never effective;
my poems are different , might never be read;
my colours are different , my paintings might not complete;

My dreams are different , maybe all unrealistic,
my destiny is different, maybe unfulfilled,
but it would never be a cliche, cos still a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality.

my path is different , it might lead me nowhere,
my heart is different , it pumps to a different beat,
my soul is but unique , cos a tragedy
i cant tolerate is unoriginality!

Every war is different, every war still the same;
destruction and death is all it sprouts,
but still men keep on playing this fruitless game.

every government is different , but each still the same;
corruption and money is all it feeds on,
and still always it finds someone to blame.

every terrorist is different, but each still the same;
all he does is kill and get killed,
but still a new one is added everyday.

every religion is different, every religion still the same;
self importance and pride is all it preaches,
and still in us fanaticism unendingly prevails.

every penny is different , every penny the same;
it always falls behind the price,
and still our focus and desire it remains.

every life is different , every life still the same;
begins with birth and end it does with death,
and for almost everyone its always a sort of mess,
but still taking it seriously is where we all fail!

So that was that, it had to be done
to live now, i had a reason none,
failures and frustration, a spirit broken,
not any day ,i had with a smile woken,
it was time now to jump the boat,
and i set to write my suicide note.

It was funny, writing this piece,
what did i have , none the least,
nothing to declare, nothing to leave behind,
and to whom i write? no one in mind!

Still, i wrote, there were some things,
the flowers in my garden , they needed special care,
some were common , but some were species rare,
i had grown all kinds, roses and tulips,
dahlias and daffodils, they were in full bloom,
would my going change it to gloom?

Then there was a small matter of the books,
i didnt want to leave them to the worldly crooks,
I had many , i listed them in my mind,
and astonished some still unread I find,
a small doubt erupts , shouldnt i live to read them,
to me they were friends and always kind!

I wrote surprised , to find things kept on coming,
the neighbour's son I tutored, his english was weak,
he needed understanding, being shy and meek,
and as I wrote about him, i was stunned to find,
tears in my eyes ,and to realise,
I was attached and found a friend,
to love and care for, where there was none.

The pen kept on flowing, the pages grew in number,
at the end of it all , the doubt had been resolved,
if there were so many things to fill in those pages,
how could i die and be so selfishly unfair,
to all those things which had filled my note,
and my life again, without me even sensing them!

I kept the note safe, to remind me forever,
life is infinite and a suicide it deserves never,
I smiled again and felt it was so funny,
how a suicide note again filled my life with hope!

This, ladies and gentlemen was the birth of the most brilliant actor that hollywood has seen in recent times....sadly enough the actor who departed soon offscreen. How many times have you watched a movie and come out cheering for the villian, how many times has the villian generated whistles from the audience, how many times have you watched a movie wishing that the villian wins, killing and destroying all that he wants to, this is where it happens..this is jokerworld.
Or rather Ledgerworld. He steals the show from every other character in this movie...I could not help but wish he went on and on with his psychological dialogues, maniacal antics and carving that smile with his knife on his victims faces "why so seriousss?" It is definitely rare and very stunning to find an actor expand his role and go beyond the original character , the joker from the movie is infinitely more deeper and darker than the one from the comic book...this is not easy mind you...I have watched all those movies adapted from the books and the comics alike, and always felt that the actor barely filled up the original character you imagined while reading the book or the comic , but ledger not only did that , he went way beyond it and left the original character a pale version of its onscreen portrayal!! Sadly , we wont be lucky enough to see this man in any movie now, but the joker deserves a standing departure and this movie was definitely something that he was destined to do before he died. Infact ,it wont be wrong to say that he left at about the right time , when the world is wowing over his movie , and left them hungry, left before he fell again from the peak as does everyone...or in his own words as he says in the movie "A hero dies early as a hero or lives long enough to see himself become a villian!" , luckily, he has died a hero!!