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A red sky
A scarlet river
A memory of thousand amours
Lost forever.

The quest of the maniacs
And hecatomb of the harmless
And the mother’s tears
Dried with time
Unlike the scarlet river
And the red sky today.

In the hunt for tranquility
A combat of good and evil
Lost are the ones in between
The innocents, the victims!

A red sky
And a red sun
Bleeding are the rays
It actually burns.

Feel the feelings
Think the thoughts
Of those hungry men
Fighting to live through the war.

What would it feel like
To live in their skin for a second
It would actually hurt
And soon we’d be dead.

A red sky to us seems romantic
And a scarlet river just perfect
What we don’t see is how painful it is to be
To be them, them, the souls
Who just started living!

Who decides good and bad
And power, what does that mean
We are all nothing but fragile human being.

Thousands of dried tears
And thousands of scarlet river
A gift to the supreme power
From us, the mere souls
Who once promised to be brothers
And promised to grow old!

A scarlet river
And a red sky
Here to the supreme power
A gift since time eternal!

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Comments

  1. What a piece ... just WOW ... very true and powerful verses.

    And this verse -
    "A red sky to us seems romantic
    And a scarlet river just perfect
    What we don’t see is how painful it is to be
    To be them, them, the souls
    Who just started living!"
    my favorite :-)

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  2. Somehow I related this poem to all that's happening around the world. News is full of that. We sit cozily in our homes and then there are fellow humans who don't know what their fate would be. It is sad what's happening and your poem is very apt. Very well expressed Dark Angel! Couldn't agree more!

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