Thursday, March 10, 2005

My Grave

This is a poem I wrote sometime ago. I called it "My Grave". Now you all know that I will talk in my grave after I die and write poems too :P

My Grave

Dance, dance upon my grave
Dance like a firefly around a newly lit fire
Dance to satisfy that burning desire

Sing, sing for my grave
Sing that heart-breaking love song
Sing with that voice I wanted to hear for so long

Talk, talk to my grave
Talk about the memories we shared together
Talk about the love that won't be replaced with another

Cry, cry on my grave
Cry and let your tears fall like a shower
Cry and your tears will plant a flower

Stand, stand beside my grave
Stand and for the last time say that you love me
Stand and take a last look at the man who used to be

Walk, walk away from my grave
Walk toward that wide open door to the world
Walk and leave me alone for good

19 comments:

Flamingoliya said...

this is your best piece so far :)

i liked cry and stand best.

Hopeless Poet said...

Vintage:
No I don't think it is.. I meant it like after I died I am no more the man who used to be and that could be anything that I used to be ..

Aquamarine:
I had this picture in my mind.. she comes to visit my grave .. dances and sings .. she gets tired and realizes that I am really dead so she starts to talk to me and then cry and then she gives up and stands up ready to leave the grave yard and walks away :)

Kazablanka:
I am afraid too .. but what can we do? Someday we all gonna die :P

Flamingoliya:
Is it? for me it is the weirdest and actually I have no idea how I got the grave idea in my mind but it worked for the best I guess

iamnasra said...

This is so amazing...Very different ...how you imagine your self in grave ...and you are request to your loved one....well thought of

Hopeless Poet said...

Nasra:
Thanks. I am glad you liked it and maybe I should write about the opposite situation now where she will be in the grave. :)

Kazablanka:
Well I am afraid to die but I am not afraid of talking about death and yes we all gonna die :D
And don't TFU me! whatever you meant by it :P
And ok the next poem won't be that depressing I promise :p

Peach said...

ooo that is soo sad ;( I wana grave like that! hey, can we share? Then u wouldn't have to be alone even while she walks ;)

Hopeless Poet said...

Peach:
Welcome in my blog and my grave and it is an honor to share the grave with you. I will just have to contact the grave digger to expand the grave to accommodate both of us. Do you need anything to be added to the grave? I think we need a cable TV :P

Peach said...

Nah I think a note book & a pen would be suficiant .. I'm a wanabe hopless poet after all ;)

Hopeless Poet said...

Peach:
Why a note book and pen? A PC and a laptop are not enough? Actually I write my poem on the PC directly. I believe in paperless environments :P

Najah said...

Cry, cry on my grave
Cry and let your tears fall like a shower
Cry and your tears will plant a flower

Wonderful piece mashallah.. I loved these lines the most. You are very talented mashallah.

Peach said...

cuz I like to doodle lol Besides where are we gona get the power suply from?!

Hopeless Poet said...

Najah:
Thanks :)

Peach:
From the underground cables or maybe they have a dead electricity company we can get the power supply from :P

Najah said...

what is wrong with your mooooood!!! u need to be in a good mood.. inshallah soon it will be nice!...
Being the snoopy me i made so much assmptions about your clock, sounds like U3a E!

Update,and by the way the weekend khalas finished, u still have the same picture and the same posts, and the same everything.. malena..

Hopeless Poet said...

Nothing wrong with my mood I am just in turmoil :P
What assumptions you made about my clock? You are scaring me :(
I don't have anything to write about and I am almost out of poems and there is no inspiration :(

Flamingoliya said...

ashwah! you finally got rid of saddams pic!! i like this one!

Anonymous said...

yeah i like your new pic too its better than your old one.. now update.. and wheres your shoutbox!! do i have to beg?? :p

Kazablanka

Hopeless Poet said...

Flamingoliya:
lool!! ba3dich 3ala saddam's pic!! yeah khalas it is gone with the wind :p

Kazablanka:
Monday I will cos it is the time for the song of the week :P
shoutbox? I am still thinking about it. I don't like public chats though :P

Najah said...

wonderful, atleast you changed the picture :) nice one, i like it better then saddam hehehe the name matched the picture bsa7eee7...

how come nothing insppires you? clear your mind and everything will inspire you.

Namika said...

Am I late? Nice poem I liked the way you expressed it..

Hopeless Poet said...

Najah:
hehe thanks and my mind is clear nowadays so I should be inspired ;)

Namika:
No you are not late :D
Thanks and welcome in my blog :)