I stare at the sparkling drop of Red
Red of life, Red of dead
Louder it screams the unsaid
Red of rage, Red of murder
Red of our time somehow spent together
Red of pain, Red of relief
Red of you, Red of me
Red of start, Red of end
One tiny sparkling drop of blood
Yells a story of a lifetime
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poems 2
PoetryI wasn't intending another Sad poems book but I find it hard to not feel the stories. I necessarily don't feel like that.
