A PARTY AT THE GRAVE (An Original Poetry) Day 74

(I)

like palindromes and key holes,
anagrams, and milligrams
we're round holes in hell hose
eating breakfasts at the sultry of noon
living amongst millipedes
like pineapples without seeds.

(II)

This weary world wants us to mourn
bask in gushing tears
like a turtle to sea.
We want to stay blind to what we can see.
but we're just walking sharwama, waiting to be eaten
the old things are a memory of the future
but we live in the present to enjoy it's seizures
like toad living in soup pots

(III)

flowers are too tragic
we want the world to writhe in magic
celebrate the passing of legend
but if an emotion is spilled
and faces are long with depression
how can the world merry?
When it's too difficult to cry?

(IV)

Like the evergreen taste of honey.
when want to dazzle like tooth fairytale
Iife is a kettle that steams every soul.
ending the sight of sweetness of beatitude
only to watch decaying humans turn to dust.

(V)

When want to come like shooting stars
but go like rocky rocket smokes
like conch and oysters to the sea.
A party in the grave, where it's difficult to mourn

POETIC NOTES & ANALYSIS

The Aftermath of death is usually misery and tears, when a life is gone people tend to shed tears as a result of the memories of the person gone and as a matter of fact, they're no longer going to see them.

However the poem strongly opposes the tears and pain, it tries to embody a type of scenarios whereby people do not end up in agony, pain and regret, now it's not because they do not love them, but because to weep and mourn will be too bad, and the more cries the more pain.

The poem uses a lot of paradox, and paints gory pictures, the title implies that people should no weep for the dead ones, rather they should immortalize and uphold what they stand for

Written, edited & analysed

By @Josediccus

20/5/2018

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