Death taught Me

Free Verse Revolution : September Writing Prompt #3

If asked to a dead man,
why he needs all those flowers,
brought in for  the costly and
color coordinated funeral,
am sure he would blabber,
just like a mad man does when talked to-
that is if he could talk.
Like ants trailing, one behind the other,
men and women crawl with florals,
singular and plural.
What intentions hold their heart,
whilst those many colors are poured,
into a man who no longer needs them?
The pretty colors he cannot see,
and the beauty shall no longer entice him.
Their fragrance excites him no more,
and the soft petals will not soothe him.
With a body that soon shall be the earth,
and when the senses shall be home
to those many worms,
what purpose do these flowers hold?
All these were so clear from the start,
yet, I too dedicated florals to the dead.
But it took me one single thing to realize
that a dead man needs nothing-
let alone flowers-

and that is death itself.

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      1. Oh you ought to be happy! It’s perfect.
        I see that you usually write strong words, each line in the poem will be so. This one is a little subtle I felt! The message conveyed though, is so so spot on! It’s so good❀️!

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        1. Yeah .. that is what is missing πŸ˜€
          I try to be really hard on the subject and go as dark as possible .. but there is some kind of block now :/ getting stressed so much and some severe shoulder pains these days 😦

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  1. Oh wow. This is just amazing. Flowers can’t really do them any good, alle?
    Such a heartfelt poem, my dear. Beautifully penned. How have you been?
    I know I have missed out on a lot. I’m back to the blogosphere after a while πŸ™†πŸ»β€β™€οΈ

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    1. You know what, I have been a bit worried about you lately.. dint see your comments for a long time and then I read your post stating your lack of inspiration problem πŸ™‚

      How are you now ?

      Am doing good dear πŸ™‚
      Keeping busy now.. online classes have resumed.. so me too not doing any daily posts now 😦

      But glad to see you back in action ❀ ❀ ❀

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      1. Oh, I’m sorry that I got you guys worried πŸ˜…
        Entho blogosphereil active aavan thoneela. Entho oru inspiration kuravu. For most of this month, I was into reading. Kore books vayichu, kore series kandu, spoke to a lot of people I haven’t spoken to in a while, cleaned my house. Anghane anghane.
        I’m better, I guess.
        Oh, busy schedule aano? Online classes aano better atho offline? How’s your son doing?
        Yes, I had noticed that you haven’t been doing daily posts. And I have missed a lot of your posts. Thank you so much, my dear. I hope that this time, I’m back for good.

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        1. Classes ettavum nallathu schoolil pokunnathu thanne.. pakshe ipo we dont have a choice. Option indu .. venamengil schollileku vidam.. pakshe risk edukkandallo..

          Mornings full class aanu.. 3 live sessions and one recorded class. Starts from 8.30 am and ends at 12. They are having breaks in between, but nammude panikal onnum nadakilya.. class kazhnju cheyyam ennu vcharichal kure late aakum. so full time ottam thanne !!

          Athu karanam aanennu thonnunu aake oru block vanna pole aanu :/ onninum oru flow varunlya !!

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