Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Painted Red.


I see dark faces painted in red.
Blinded by the paint
that trickes down their eyes,
they see maybe, only
a shadow of me with a pinch of red,
reflecting from the dripping paint.
The paint on their face.
I go to them to help them wash
But then, they dont see me.
They see a dark shadow
moving towards them,
which they paint red.
Now, I walk the streets
painted in red ,blinded by the paint
that trickles down my eyes.
I see dark faces painted in red.
Red maybe due to dripping paint.
The paint on my face.

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I didn't get it only :s
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Is this about emotional hurt? Tears? Blood red? I love the images but am trying to figure out the message behind the images and words.
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1 reply · active 659 weeks ago
It is about hatred and how it blinds everyone into believing that world is full of it subsequently spreading more of it .

I am not good at imagery but I try doing it as good as I can. Hope you like it. :)
Thanks!
You really have a way with words :)
1 reply · active 658 weeks ago
Thank you Ritika. :)
A nice metaphysical poem, with compelling symbolism.
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1 reply · active 656 weeks ago
very well written ..keep it up 1
1 reply · active 656 weeks ago
d poem tries to hit hard bt i guess in d end its little less understandable..
1 reply · active 656 weeks ago
I guess thats the image getting blurred. ;) Just Kidding.
Thank you for dropping by . I shall see if I can come up with a better ending.

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