Red Dress
You were wearing a red dress
While dancing around the chandeleir
Colors of diamonds and crystal clear,
With tallest made of ice.
Your beautiful wavy tresses,
and brightest smile
Rose up like up the eclipse of the bloody sun.
Catching the speed of meteors,
Travel around like a battleship
Uses of bullets and grenades
Just to get your eyes
And kept it in the box
Were traps are plant
And soon to be bomb.
YOU ARE READING
The Silent Whisper
PoesíaPoems from my dearest heart, mind and soul and my hands of fire.
