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I Am Red

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I am physical and mental
Both pain and passion
Both love and hate
Both cupid and the devil

I am the aroma of sweet smelling roses
Given to your suitor
To show her you loved her
When words weren’t enough

I am the sight of an injured face
Filled to the brim with misery
And the look of intense hatred
When you see the one whom you used to cherish
In the arms of someone
Who doesn’t deserve their affections

I am the taste of metallic crimson
When pain strikes
Leaving you in fierce agony
And the terrifying thought
That you may never recover

I am the sound of booming sirens
Either an assurance that everything will be okay
Or your fear of lost freedom

I am the feeling of sheer panic
When danger is turning a corner
And I come to you
Flashing and burning bright
Granting my powerful warning

I am the feeling of agitation and irritated glances
Of fleeting anger turned into fury
And I am the feeling of the raging inferno in your soul




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blkel14 said...
today at 11:48 am
This would make an incredible song!
 
blkel14 said...
today at 11:48 am
This would make an incredible song!
 
FishandChips said...
today at 8:06 am
This poem has excellent imagery and symbolism. The power behind the language is inspiring and flows well.
 
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