do not cry for me
remember my life and be happy
smile when you think of me
laugh at the mere mention of my name
do not bring me flowers
bring mangoes and pomegranates instead
eat them until the juices run freely
let the seeds lay where they fall
then dance upon them
so to bring their freedom next spring
read poetry to my spirit
and to the spirits that have gathered
tell them my story
our story
don't stay too long
for my passing time is brief
wait until springtime to return
take refuge under the strong branches that have grown
adorn your hair with blooms of passion
taste the fruit of my life
and dance baby
dance...
(work in progress)
5 comments:
hmmmmm...beautifully touchng...sounds like a piece that would be inside of a funeral program....
Is this about someone special, yourself (future-tense) or just your poetic genius at work?
do not bring me flowers
bring mangoes and pomegranates instead
eat them until the juices run freely
let the seeds lay where they fall
then dance upon them
so to bring their freedom next spring
read poetry to my spirit
Even the beginning of this poem is catchy...very inspiring to digest
I really like this especially the transition into next spring
"wait until springtime to return
take refuge under the strong branches that have grown
adorn your hair with blooms of passion"
hmm I have missed you all...
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