Crimson Love

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Whipped - Poem by Crimson Love

Sell my soul,
for little less than free,
crack the whip, my skin is bare to thee,
Crimson drips from the gashes upon my back,
Losing sight.....vision is what I lack.
Fall asleep upon this Crimson drenched earth,
Forever to sleep, lets see what my soul is worth.
Harder she continues,
I fall to the ground,
Im at a loss for words, I cannot mumble a sound,
Pain consumes my insides,
Crawling within me,
I feel her presence,
harder she whips me,
pain embellished upon my body,
Not only my body drips crimson,
so do that of my bleeding words.


Comments about Whipped by Crimson Love

  • Harindhar Reddy (11/12/2011 2:07:00 PM)

    'Sell my soul,
    for little less than free,
    crack the whip, my skin is bare to thee, '

    Out of all talented contemporary poets - every one picks some special topics. But your theme - death theme - romantic theme - creative theme - radical approach in your theme -- Hey I hail thee the best poetess in the theme.....

    Splendid run! I think you r living at your best in poetry! Kudos to you!
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  • Geoffrey Ngoima Ndegwa. (10/5/2011 10:57:00 AM)

    Publishing stuff, u should find a sponsor, gal... I am feeling the pain, the agony, the hopelessness, to say but a few.... (Report)Reply

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  • Dave Walker (10/4/2011 3:39:00 PM)

    Good poem. Good write. Your talent
    really shows through.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011


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