A crimson sun shines,
as roses black, they bloom;
A crimson hue of silence,
covers this earth in gloom.
A crimson river flows,
mirrors the heavens above;
The crimson flows as swiftly
as a bleeding heart in love.
Her eyes reflect the crimson light
while she, gets possessed;
The crimsons color’s our waters,
with wines never blessed.
A crimson ray of sunshine
pierces through my shade,
with it my dreams of darkness,
disappear and fade.
As she sets beyond the horizon,
the son that shall not drown;
The crimson that once lingered,
turns through persimmon brown.
Linen rays of starlight
that now stain the thorns,
cover this child with solitude,
the slithy crimson born.
By: Viraj Belgaonkar
Wonderfull,I liked the way your rhymes flew and the ending was very sad to me, but powerfull at the same time.
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hey, thanks… I read Wings of nails today, was so incredibly beautiful, just couldnt find words to describe how it made me feel… : )
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