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The Quee(R) and The (Z)ack

You paint the room blue

LOVE’Z interiors are colored Red ash

 

You see faces and flower-Z

My BELOVED sees it Red-Z

 

Your 'delicate' is your ship-wreck

Mine – Oh.. it is my BELOVEDz deck

Who is so deep and "BLUE" till neck

 

Just to say that..

Embers do not lose LOVE

Because it creates those Red-Z

That LOVERz adorn in their eyes

When they cry the tears of blood red

 

YOU keep the doors & windows open to

Let LOVERz moon light illuminate heart's fires

Let inner blood's red embers glow

To light up our BLUE SOULS slow

 

And when we see our sparkle & glow

Don't look under - our past demons - below

 

Let no one revoke the lost nightmare

That destroyed every LOVER'z dream

 

Even when our lives are vanquished

Our LOVE still glitters

Through the embers of RED ashes

Through our monochromatic Cold BLUE Tears

 

In our curiousness & consciousness

Let us “let go” our synthesized reasoning

To play our parts honestly (without faking)

 

Let us deal a new pack - Cards of LOVE

The Queen and the Jack

 

Oh..., Let LOVE be their savior

"The Quee(R) and The (Z)ack"

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Written by
melan-of-innocent
Published
Jul 3, 2018
Lines·Words
31·194
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Attempted Explanation of the Poem:

Blue is the color of LOVE and Red is the blood. The Queen is the LOVER and the Jack the BELOVEDz... This poem is a conversation between two LOVERS who are not with each other, and one tells the others about the pain of LOVE that flows out of tears. Even claiming about LOVE, most people do not allow to come in their open doors. And when they see LOVE, they get scared of the demons in their head. The poem reassures that even in terrible pain - LOVE and loving is fine...

Thanks to the Poetess "Priyam" for extracting this out of me. Check her Poems.

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