I am red,
like an ambitious flame,
angry and rising
and my voice echoes
loudly,
demanding to be
heard over the
endless whispers and
incessant cries
that fill the void in my mind.
I am fire,
like the crackling of burning wood and
long forgotten letters.
I am heartbreak,
I am passion,
I am rage,
and I tear the world apart
with my pen.
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Wow! Absolutely beautiful:)
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Creation from destruction. The use of words is so much more civilised than guns and bombs. Would that the violent in this world could find release from their anger and ‘tear the world apart’ with a pen.
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Ohhhh you are so good.
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Burning Red. Very good. Love it
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once again rough and real.. lovin it.
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I am fire,
like the crackling of burning wood and
long forgotten letters.
Burning the letters was the hardest part of the parting.
I agree. Thanks for reading!
“…tear the world apart with my pen”
Really like that.
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With my pen. 🙂 A great ending to a fire-filled piece.
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Passionate bordering on violent – very red!
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Brilliantly written.
I have once thought of writing a poem with the same idea, but till now its unfinished.
Now I read yours and I can feel every words of yours.
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Keep tearing the world apart! 😉
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Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog. I Read Red, captivating words especially the last two lines. Have a great day.
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Red; do you feel it?
Just awesome!
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Great poem. I especially like the image of “tearing the world apart with my pen”.
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My favourite colour – Red! You’ve nailed it!
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Great poem.
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Hi rejectreality101. Now that’s what I call a poem So nice. A voice that will be heard! Thank you for liking my poem Vampires! Peace and Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
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FANTASTIC! I love this poem. Oh YEAH!
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Oh! I love this poem! So full of fire and passion! So unapologetic! Such a surging of energy!
It makes me think of one of my favourite quotes: “What then is my nature? Fire is my nature.” — St. Catherine of Siena
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Tigress! Love it!
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Excellent !!
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A bushfire sunrise in the high country, a setting sun upon the Timor Sea, for these are who I am, Red within our life sustaining atmosphere. Some places, moments the memory paints.
Wow. This is so firey. So ambitious. Loved it.. 🙂
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It’s my pleasure.. 🙂
I agree. Your words strong and filled with real emotion. This world give us many reasons to write. More wrong done than good. Sometime words is all we have to show/tell and fight with. Thank you for your poetry and thoughts.
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You are welcome.
I love this
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Any time 🙂
“I am fire,
like the crackling of burning wood and
long forgotten letters.”
^^ Yes!
Love that line.
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Love this. Especially the last two lines
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I would remove the last line. The awesome imagery and illusion of fire and blood and destruction is quenched when we are grounded by that last line. Let the reader stay captive to the mood set by the poem and free to be where ever they wish, in fire and rage and passion.
That wouldn’t make any sense
I’m purple…