Red Poem by Emma Uzoigwe

Red is that hot love we all have or hope we'll find.
Red is that cold burning hatered voided by most, avoided by all.
Red in full is life in full.
Lack of red, the white. The purity we all seek but are bleak to the fact that its death. No breath.

Red is that bitter-sweet sense of realization that something has gone wrong. That painful bruise on your heart that an eternity of life's sweetest of cruises could not detare.

Red is that hot love we all have or hope we'll find.
Red is that cold burning hatered voided by most, avoided by all.
Lack of red, the white. The purity we al seek but are bleak to the fact that its death. No breath.

Red is that brilliant caress in my sunset.
The center of my rainbow.
The reflection of hard works fruit...success. No pain No gain yatty yatty yattah.
I live my life, Red in full cause red is life.