Red is deep anger that never comes out
Red is believing, and then having doubt.
Red reeks of revenge, of suffering and hate.
Red is being thirsty and having to wait.
Red, in a painting, makes one hot and confused,
It’s the anger of crying when you feel you’ve been used.
Red is that voice, deep in your head,
It could keep you back, but pushes ahead.
It mocks you silently with a voice full of hate,
“You can’t do it, you are weak, and it is your fate.”
Red feels like fire, singeing your heart,
It’s wanting to be together, but having to part.
Red is running through desert and sun,
It’s needing a friend, but having none.
Red is the heart that’s been broken in two,
It’s hearing those lies, and wanting what’s true.
Starr your poem has been well written and it was a joy to read cheers Sylvie
This poem is very inspirational and describes certain people's reactions to the color red, which usually means some form of extremity. In this case, red triggers a crushed, threatened reaction or emotion. Red means something else to each individual.
My paintings always contain a red color...now I know why: -)
very good! I love this poem. I personally think that red is passionate and vibrant instead of hatred
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Cleverly described, with a lot of factual data to make one think. Nice write. Love Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Starr. This is one of my favourite poems and I have added it to my faves.