Blood - Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
Under the blood-red sky,
Fall the red-blood tears,
Of the clouds’ blood-shot eyes
Upon the red roses,
Upon the girls with red noses;
And blood-shot eyes,
The eyes which bleed with pain;
Pain which is insane,
And should not be ignored,
But it is.
I feel hatred,
Among the people I love,
From looking through my blood-shot eyes,
Leaking blood-red tears
And blood-red sighs.
The flaming love which fell to dust,
Is bloodier than blood itself
This bloody world is not green or blue
Nor is it made out of love;
It is simply the remains of bleeding individuals
And bloody sighs that float about.
These days blood is all I see;
For the world has lost its dignity.
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