Monday, April 16, 2007

Red

Red is the color of life,
Coursing through the veins of time,
Unstoppable, invincible, insuppressible
It waits for none.

Red is the color of death,
A stain on the hardwood floors.
It flows like a river before me,
And washes away with the morning tide.

2 Comments:

Blogger Still Searching said...

Red is sexy ;)

12:19 PM 
Blogger Zee said...

i'm feeling rather sad after reading the poem....

2:37 AM 

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