The pyre was set and ready As the sunflowers withered and died Making a way for me to tread Leading the way to raging flames That will burn my flesh, Consume me from within Endowing me with the desideratum Of living in this new world Guiding me to death And thus to vigor and life
While that is a short poem, there is a lot that went into writing the lines and I think there’s a lot going in there as well.
I reallllyyyy want to read your interpretations of these, tell me in the comments!
Have a nice day!
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Oh mah gawd I LOVE THIS!!!
It is short and simple yet beautiful and deeeeep.
I love the picture of dying sunflowers that accompanies the poem…it gives even more meaning to it.
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Oh thank you so much 🖤
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ok so *ahem* i may have already read all the comments, BUT i imagined it to be like this person who’s endured all these hardships and discriminations throughout life and has still fought for what she believes in and its made her do terrible things. and she’s kind of like put to death for her crimes in a world that’s terrible and dark or something?? and she embraces the idea of starting anew and getting a new chance at life, because shes actually very tired of this one and all that its made her do?? and the sunflowers ‘wither and die’ because she was this great person and theyre heartbroken she’s going to be gone??
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Ok wow, that makes a lot of sense when I read the poem again now. And tbh, its wayyyy better than what i wrote it to be, especially the sunflowers part
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AKSHITA HAVE I EVER MENTIONED IM IN AWE OF YOU??? ALSO AM FOREVER OBSESSED WITH YOUR BLOG AND LOVE ALL OF IT
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very connective, but i like the way you ends it. It cover life.
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Thanks!
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A poem well penned. The first few lines made me think of something that makes the weak strong enough to confront death, and hence to live life with courage. The last two lines sound like you are describing in this poem a transition from life to the afterlife, but why sunflowers, I wonder…would you mind elaborating? 🙂
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interesting opinions!
um so sunflowers are always bright and yellow and exude this warmth and they just always face the light-the sun right? So to give a sense of foreboding, that even these flowers cannot resist the change due to which they die and transform.
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Ah okay.. you sure are creative 🙂
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so happy to hear you think so<3
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Never heard of the desidartum word before 💀.
I lovedddd this poem!!!! I mean wow it could be interpreted in so many ways.
Like i guess it could mean that the person who is dying is ready to begin the new life after death thingy and the burning away of the old flesh signifies the start of the new journey. Burning away all the stuff from before, the good and the bad, making way to a new life.
What did u write it to mean?
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well you know it now thou
I kind of meant it to be like at times you need to change yourself and sometimes it doesn’t necessarily have to be for the better. The world is cruel and just sometimes people become that too. The flames are of hellfire and so i meant it to be like this person getting a devilish edge in order to survive.
i hope i make sense:’)
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Oooh yeah, you do. That’s intriguing!!
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Wonderful Metaphors of Sunflowers
For the ‘Circle of Life’ That Always
Includes Death Brings Life As True
Even At Core of Crucible Star Death Fire
As Super Nova Explosions Create Gaseous
Dust That Includes Iron That Still Flows Through
Our Bloodstreams and at Core of Earth Dear Akshita
What This Means is Every Star is Both a Seed and FLoWeR
That Brings Death and Life Same As We Do If We Don’t Hoard our
Dead in Boxes
Or Burn Away
What Normally
Feeds the Little
Worms that Aerate
The Soils That Make
Grounds Suitable to Grow
Life to Feed Us Next For Real
Fortunately The Other Animals
Don’t Really Have to ‘Know’ Their
Place in Life As Real Faces of God From
Below A Grain of Sand That Holds up a Potential
Mountain of Human Love Too And It’s True This
Metaphor is Applicable to Sleep and Wake Day And Night
Yes DarK Brings LiGHT As Star Flowers and Seeds We aRe This
Way As Natural Sunshine Replaces Grief in Terms of Dopamine
of Creativity Rising Inspiring Us to Seek Out New Sources of Love
To Regenerate A Neurohormone of Bonding Binding Loving Warmth
Once Again Coming From Within Gluing All of Society Together Who
Participate in Bonds and Binds Over Common Symbols and Ideologies
Hehe Like Funeral Rites And Ceremonies too So in a Way That is Part
of the Circle of Life too It’s Just That Humans Have Cultures That
May Bring us Hell to Heaven on Earth Within For Real Yes too
Anyway Star Flowers and Seeds We aRe at Best We Naturally
Generate Warmth Sunshine of Love As Our Mammalian
Gift of High Potential Levels of Oxytocin
the Neurohormone Brings Oh Yeah
Vasopressin That Inspires
Us From Within
To Protect Others too
Typically Women Generate
More Oxytocin More Nurturing
At Breast to Feed Young As Such
Like All Mammals And Males More
of the Vasopressin in Humans Particularly
to Protect Loved Ones this way Key is Developing
Both For All Of Existence Realizing DarK Brings LiGHT
Truly Having This Faith in the Nature oF All That is Our Existence New Now
Our Culture Makes So Many Distractions some folks never gain the ability
to Simply Inhale Peace Exhale Love in Fact Some Folks Live in a State of
Constant Flight
or Fight Anxiety
And Stress Oh Poverty
Of Truly Innately Instinctually
Intuitively Understanding Yes
Our Nature Now and the Rest
Of Nature Yes NDD ‘Nature Deficit
Disorder’ Particularly A ‘First World
Problem’ Forgetting We aRe Literally
The Energy of Existence At Essence
Bringing Form Incarnate as Us SaMe
As the Rest of Nature of Course Yes
When We Lose Fuller Free Dance And Song
of the Feelings And Senses Free Within We May
Actually Experience a Living Death As Star Flowers
And Seeds All the Way Until Our Last BLink And We Fade
Away As Star Dust Literally Burning Away Like That or Until
The Boxes that Hold Us Degrade and Bones Remain ThiS Way
Until They too Become the Last ReMeMBeRinG of Our Star FLoWeRS
And Seeds THiS Way Until Our Star Dies and is Resurrecting Back
Again As the Circle oF All Existence Stellar Does As We Do Within
While Living
As Our Challenge
Is Always to Overcome
DarK With LiGHT However
Without DarK No LiGHT Without
NiGHT No DaY Without Death No Life
So the Circle of Life Continues This Present
Gift New Now With SMiLes of Love And Protecting
Each Other From Harm At Best For Real Oh How Sweet
it is That Humans May Develop The Actual Ability to Regulate
Our Emotions Integrate Our Senses Through Practices of Moving
Meditation of Free Dance And Song Of Poetry And Yes Through
That Bio-Feedback BRing A Will to Agency to Create Our Own
Sunshine Within
to Give Share
Care Heal
the Rest of
Nature Inhaling
Peace Exhaling
LoVE iN JoY oF LiGHT For Real
So Hello Dear Star FLoWeR Seed
Have a Wonderful Life At Best YouR Way…
Other than That Thanks For the ‘Sunshine’ of Your Poem..:)
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To me it’s like you emerge winner through all the hardships. They make you what you are today
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indeed, that does fit in with what i wrote:)
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the first thing when i read those flames was a woman going inside,sort of what happened in the past. but then flames may represent something that scars u outside, inside. and that is perhaps needed. to be born out as better. ~Kunjal
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that sounds interesting and is veryyy close to what i had in mind
Thanks for reading kunjal!
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