On Valentine’s day, He beat me to death and bought flowers for my funeral..
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I GOT FLOWERS TODAY…
I got flowers today.
It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night, and he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn’t mean the things he said,
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
It wasn’t our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare. I couldn’t believe it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today, and it wasn’t Mother’s Day or any other special day.
Last night, he beat me up again. It was much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of my kids?
What about money? I’m afraid of him and scared to leave.
But I know he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today.
Today was a very special day. It was valentines day .It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me. He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers today.
Poem source: unknown
Poem note: This poem was sent to me by one of the wordpress bloggers and regular reader of my Blog. She requested me to post it. This poem is pretty much her own story. She said she got this poem from the web but she doesn’t know the poet. Every Valentine’s day has become remembrance of nightmare to her.
On this day I wish her to find Love again!
I wish her Love which can erase all pains of her life!
I wish you all Love which brings you Happiness and Joy!
Love and Lots of it
Suresh
PS: As before like any of my earlier stories I am committed to maintain dignity of my source. Please do allow me.
Wonderful, wonderful flowers, Suresh!!!
It is true, there is much pain in the world – but is it not people themselves who cause it?
Our compassion should be there, but nothing work without the pure joy of our spirit!
DEEPEST LOVE TO EVERYONE…
shaktipower
February 13, 2007 at 2:24 pm
Thanks Shakti and I made corrections to your comment as suggested and I want to keep your comment as it is important to me and my readers.
thanks
Suresh Gundappa
February 13, 2007 at 3:00 pm
I love you, Suresh!
THANKS for everything.
shaktipower
February 13, 2007 at 3:25 pm
What is so shocking about this is that it is so true. I hope your friend finds the love , the healing and the peace they deserve.
Nicola
February 13, 2007 at 9:35 pm
Wonderful!! And coincidentally, I’ve a friend, who was my classmate. Came to know about her very recently and her story is not different, but luckily she is still alive & living with her in-laws. Hope she gets the courage to come out of her problems.
Prashanth M
February 14, 2007 at 5:41 am
Thanks Prashanth for sharing and may courage be with your friend.
Suresh Gundappa
February 14, 2007 at 6:19 am
Courage and love to all in these situations…
Michèle
February 14, 2007 at 10:25 am
So depressing, Its hard to imagine about somebody who can be awefully bad! My GOD!!!
Veena
February 14, 2007 at 1:55 pm
Suresh, You can link up that compassion related post here.. I just felt like reading that one soon after this ! somehow the whole concept of that poem is indigesting
Veena
February 14, 2007 at 1:57 pm
I agree with you Veena, you are spot on about Compassion article, actually I also thought about it. hope it is not Synchronicity again!
Suresh Gundappa
February 14, 2007 at 2:17 pm
Excellent composition, Suresh. I love photos of flowers, because you get to play with depth of field.
Even changing the focus from one flower to another can render a completely different image!
Excellent!
Jorge
February 14, 2007 at 2:58 pm
A separate comment for the poem -
What a haunting lyric.
I hope your source managed to rectify her situation.
Jorge
February 14, 2007 at 2:59 pm
Thank you for bringing this to my awareness. I hadn’t considered that flowers may be an apology for abuse. I am so glad that your reader got out alive, and I pray for her heart to heal.
naturalhigh
February 14, 2007 at 6:06 pm
Wow, wow, wow……fresh yellow and orange marigolds……..bright, cheerful and beautiful……that is what our lives are supposed to be like….that is what the love of our lives are supposed to make our lives like. I can understand the plight of the woman who wrote this poem.
Suresh – whenever I visit your blog, I feel I am at the home of an old friend!
Priya
February 14, 2007 at 10:22 pm
Priya it is really wonderful to get your comments, unfortunately I cannot leave comments on your blog as comments are closed. For my other readers please do check Priya’s wonderful site : http://fromnaturetome.blogspot.com/
Suresh Gundappa
February 15, 2007 at 4:57 am
Beautiful flowers…lovely image!
Heart-wrenching poem….
Ashwathy Nair
February 15, 2007 at 10:08 am
They are just magnificient…those bright marigolds…..
gmohanprakash
February 15, 2007 at 11:17 am
God bless her..
And wish, she got out of this nightmare very soon…
take care…
shruti
February 15, 2007 at 11:51 am
The poem is so heart wrenching in it’s simplicity…Maybe all the more so as it’s so very true…Wonderful writng….. Am going thru’ ur posts now and would like to tell u how very thought provoking yet simple they are…Thanx…..
Diya
February 16, 2007 at 10:03 am
I have read this poem before and its so sad how a superficial giving of flowers can overshadow the wrong doings in relationships. I hope your friend finds a true love that gives of the spirit, now just flowers.
blessed1
February 16, 2007 at 6:06 pm
The poem was so surreal…
And the marigolds, they symbolize cruelty (accdg. to flowers and their meanings)…so befitting!
april fool
February 16, 2007 at 6:40 pm
omg! i can relate to the poem very well. it makes me teary eyed.
but i dont received any flower. hug and massage.
said he loves me and im the one who push him to hit me. Would i leave?
eloi
February 21, 2007 at 4:55 pm
\it was written and copyrighted by Paulette Kelly in 1992
Belle
August 17, 2007 at 11:37 pm
That’s a pretty sad story. getting flowers on your deathbed for love gone wrong is sickening.
quickthinker
October 16, 2007 at 1:20 am
that was touching i was beat last night. think i have a fractured knee so now there is no running. no family to help or love that never hurts. so alone an in pain. pills only make me sleepy but wont let me sleep for good.
shameless
February 17, 2009 at 4:04 pm
Shoo that’s exactly what i’m going through
Gloza
May 12, 2009 at 9:38 am
WOWWWWWWWW…You have posted wonderful picture of flower that made me bloom here for a very long time.
Flowers
August 7, 2009 at 4:19 am