you told me that crows can sense death,
but I only noticed when you died,
lower you into the grave,
let their screeching drown me,
lowered into your grave,
wooden enclosure for an eternity,
you just lie there,
the crows watch,
they fly in formation,
more and more fly upward,
the sun is completely covered,
winged cloud of despair.
these clouds of pure black,
shed tears disguised as rain,
the funeral group is drenched in tears,
of a bird with the burden of death,
the realization that all good things end.
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And please do not let these poor excuses of men, convince you otherwise.
It is funny, actually, I had a conversation with my ex and ultimately, he wanted to get back together. Amidst a brief conversation, I mentioned some new things I have started to indulge in: dancing, reading, badminton, new but old discoveries, yknow, and I was speaking on the joy it brought to me. I told him I wanted to continue with the dancing and that if I had a show, he should come. It was a passing, brief comment. I have no plans to be a dancer, never have and he knows this. I would never fulfil a career that has never been my initial desire. He went OFF but basically said, “I have friends who are strippers, I know some nice people who are dancers and they do what they have to for their money, but I don’t want my wife doing that! I don’t know why you’ve chosen to do that when you have so much more to offer! When I left you, you had dreams and goals, now you’re telling me you want to do dance shows?!” I was in disbelief. I wanted to lower myself to his level and cuss him about everything I personally knew but I cannot do that. I’m better than that. This conversation was never about him, but he managed to misconstrue everything and then have the CHEEK to divide + rank women by their personal choices and, the most hypocritical part was, believe HE had power and authority to command me, my life and choices, based off of his experiences. Not to mention, he still VERY much indulges, entices and funds these women he seemed to speak so lowly of. A sheep in wool skin. Blasphemy, hypocrisy and head-ass behaviour.
ANYWAY, please do not allow these boys dressed as men, to determine, encourage or make you believe that you have to endure pain before welcoming love. Do not let them talk you into or out of anything you want, or discourage you or break you or make you feel so small or so worthless that you question your heart. Do not make sacrifices before feeling safety and security, before feeling love and commitment. Nah-uh, nope