I was the one
who never loved to live
life so long
and lonely lamenting besides
the lake of
my green hamlet
not too near to that empoisoned
land that licks its lips
and shows the redness of its blood
to scare away the flies from daily heaps.
I tried to break free
from that web of greenery
and the bars of those tall pines.
I wheeled down,
I fled…
I fell on the heaps.
My ears buzz.
I am now free from that
monotonous Green.
(Even free from every colour.)
I saw no colours until
My veins coloured me…
Into red!
Javaid Anwar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-91/
