All I See Is Red—

I only see and feel RED in wrath, love, hate, and passion. My next project will explore an emotional storm where love, pain, power, and destruction blur into one, like in this poem. I am excited to see what I do with it and how I portray it poetically; I’m teasing you with a glimpse of the project. I will upload the project to this website’s “Projects” section. Stay tuned.

All I see is red—
The color of love,
The color of blood,
The color of hazard,
The color of wrath,
The color of hate.

With love comes blood.
With love comes hazard.
With love comes wrath.
With love comes hate.
With love comes red.
All I see is red.

The fallen angel is red—
Exiled in pain,
Screaming in vain.
I feel pain with no gain.
All I see is red.

All I see is red—
The color of passion,
The color of fire,
The color of seduction,
The color of power,
The color of courage,
The color of sacrifice.

All I feel is red.
All I feel is love.
All I feel is hate.

On a cold winter night, I see red.
Only red.
Thick red smog blinds me, dries me.
I wish for rain. I invite pain.
All I feel is red.
I shiver, but I burn.
I am red.

All I see is red.
The color of love.
The color of hate.
The color of regret.
I am red.