Red: The Cycle Of A Woman
Red: The Cycle Of A Woman
The birth disclosed this colour to her,
Never had she known it would summarize life to her.
She played through her teens when she saw it dripping through her knees.
Tracing its presence all over her childhood dreams.
The colour Red now flowed inside and outside her.
Growing and surviving the hassle of fairytale love.
Now was the time to marry and be the shove.
The man now took the charge to show the dark truth of the colour.
Sinking through her nerves and soul it drenched into her mauler.
The trouble and the curses, the slaps and the bruises.
Spread the power of the colour Red all over her surfaces.
The colour red began to show its real colours now;
Living through her misery she gulped the colours another dark truth.
Giving a human out through her she began her new route.
The colour stood by her yet again, this time covering the child in the breath of her pain.