Red

This poem describes, in intricacy the color red. It show what red represents through human eyes and all the emotions it is able to project.

Red 

is the color

of her cheeks

when you winks at her

from across the room

It's the color of her lips

when you steal that first kiss

under the stars

bathed in moonlight

soaked in love

for one another

it's the color of her nails as she traces her fingers along your bare skin

for the first time

and you savor

every moment

like it's your last

its the color of the roses

you bring her

to try to make up

for your first fight

it's the color

of her blood

that stains your hands 

after hitting her for the first

and last

time

it's the color of 

the shattered pieces of her heart

that you left

scattered

it had been broken before

but the gave the best of herself

to you

its the color 

of love

loss

radiance

pain

heartbreak

The color of her tears

and of your screams

knowing that you had just 

lost 

the most important thing

the only thing

holding you together

keeping you from sinking 

down

   down

       down

deeper into your pit of depressing

It is a violently beautiful color

Red

Author's Note

Please ignore any grammar/spelling mistakes. What do you think of the piece itself, and how it speaks to you.

Reviews

[Marianne Rose]

I like the unfolding from the first experiences of love, to the intensity of harm and loss. A very uniques idea to use the color red to take us through the story. It speaks to me of grief and remorse- how we can take one action and destroy something beautiful - how a color like red, so filled with vibrancy and love symbolism can turn so quickly to a color of death and loss of something we cherish. Nice work!

[H]

This is lovely, the build up is perfect and the twist beautifully timed. Weirdly I have bright red hair- it resonated a bit.