The Ultimate Dress Sacrifice


While I walk around myself 
To give others a false impression, 
about me, such as 
"I have control on things in my life" 

As I do 
Every night I wake up scared 
Collapsed, intolerant of something 
Or excited about some fool 
Enclosed and Silent, 
Whose opinion is important to me. 

As he will do 
Almost take me in puzzled 
into moments of Disorientation and Confusion 
Like reaching to the final act of my opera 
but where is the convention. 

My friend I care about your opinion 
Choose for me the most beautiful color 
of these dresses - Red or Blue? 
The color of blood? and courage? 
Or The color of nature? and home? 

If I ask you 
To make the ultimate sacrifice 
for me, or be fearless, Intrepid 
Always be brave and ready to fight 
What if I take your sword 
Would you also leave me your shield.

For the sake of the old houses 
Shields are made to protect me from suffering 
But you, Ah, you are RED 
And I'm Blue No blood can stain the heaven 
and I will yet be tolerated with your opinion.




©2010

9 kommentarer:

Hamid said...

good one.what makes you write all these lines?

Does these comes to your mind automatically or by reflecting over something?

MuslimFirst said...

Wow, these lines were very deep, reflective.

That's so amazing you get all these feelings from your daily observations of people and your surroundings.

dahstar said...

you have nice poems and hopes,keep update your blogs

Mark Potter said...

Lovely poem!

Shadiatique said...

old one, is now shared with http://dversepoets.com/2013/11/12/openlinknight-week-122/

Brian Miller said...

what an interesting progression in this...the part of if they are willing to make the sacrifice for you as well...a true friend i imagine would...this is so much more than that....intriguing journey through the feelings in a day

bwfiction said...

very nice, with red and blue, one is always wrong!

Shadiatique said...

Brian Miller good to see you here ;)

Shadiatique said...

bwfiction thanks you ;)
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