i see what you mean and its very wise ,torture is seen as red by some as like there is blood coming out in the process ,but actually its very white,like the doctor coat ,who try to keep you alive until you rot and stay idle,where torture is inflicted by idleness,idleness is like restriction of motion caused by having grown up,so wise conclusion,but i will give it another color ,i have been through this ,torture,i think the best color that suits it is black as they take you in,make you ready for a session ,they try to frighten you at first so you feel the pain so easy ,then after starting the real work ,you see everything black ,you see the world black like he darkest night ,for you lose every hope you might have in humanity ,losing hope makes everything black deep black in your eyes,that was great work ,i loved how you came to conclusion that torture is white and not red
A excellent poem. So many strong lines. I like the lines 'Like hospital walls ' round your cot. Description led me to agree with you. I don't like white either.
Coyote
WOw you changed my perspective on the color of white. Maybe that is why I hate the medical field. White has been cast in many of our minds as purity and breathtaking. Yet we cringed at so many existence when white is among us. Another great write Rose, thanks a million.
i see what you mean and its very wise ,torture is seen as red by some as like there is blood coming out in the process ,but actually its very white,like the doctor coat ,who try to keep you alive until you rot and stay idle,where torture is inflicted by idleness,idleness is like restriction of motion caused by having grown up,so wise conclusion,but i will give it another color ,i have been through this ,torture,i think the best color that suits it is black as they take you in,make you ready for a session ,they try to frighten you at first so you feel the pain so easy ,then after starting the real work ,you see everything black ,you see the world black like he darkest night ,for you lose every hope you might have in humanity ,losing hope makes everything black deep black in your eyes,that was great work ,i loved how you came to conclusion that torture is white and not red
i like the idea of the poem, but i think the rhyme scheme needs to be reworked. a lot of them feel forced. this type of poem may be better without rhyme.