She was red
Naive pure and free
Then they met
A stunning blue was he
Captivated by differences
As opposites attracted
Accepting his weaknesses
It wasn’t reciprocated
She was mesmerized
By figments of imagination
Unknowingly enslaved
Within moments of satisfaction
Assiduous was she
Even when he lied
As faithful as can be
Yet continuously he denied
Words never spoken
Besieged with confusion
Feelings kept hidden
A constant contradiction
Painting of beauty
A flawless canvas
Ripped with cruelty
Shredded to pieces
Heart smashed to smithereens
Scattered on the floor
Ignoring the hints
She always returned for more
She trod on them
Bleeding profusely
Path of torment
Left scars permanently
Stained her innocence
Stripped of happiness
Lost all sense
Filled with emptiness
Dimmed her sparkle
She was red
He turned her purple
Decided it wasn’t for him instead
“She was red, he turned her purple.” Wow, what a vivid way of portraying how someone’s actions can change a person. Beautiful poem.
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Amazing
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beautiful poem
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THIS IS GREAT! You’ve found a new follower!
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Beautiful poem… 🙂
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wow, that was amazing. You should take it to a spokenword session.
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Great job!
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Excellent! Such a novel idea – I particularly love the opening stanza. Thanks for sharing. I’ll be back 🙂
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That was brilliantly beautiful ! The play of words and the use of colors to describe personalities and emotions – it was a poignant but beautiful poem.
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Oh god! This was perfect! Loved it! :’)
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Amazing!
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Your imagery is captivating – lovely
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Very heart rending portrayal of angst. Anand Bose
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Great astounding piece!
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A very poignant and touching piece! “He turned her purple”, especially loved this line.
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