Red on White

White on Red

 

Red on White, Flowing Fire
 
Rushes out; meeting Cold
 
That piles higher.
 
The movements bold,
 
Careless and Hasty.
 
Desperate and wanting;
 
Foolish and daunting,
 
What's the point?
 
 
 
A stunning bang,
 
Red on White.
 
The silence rang.
 
You abide to hang
 
On to the dire
 
Wish.
 
Long gone,
 
What's the point?
 
 
 
Slippery it is,
 
Red on White.
 
Melting and freezing,
 
Rising and slumping.
 
Slower and slower,
 
More freezing,
 
More slumping.
 
What's the point?
 
 
 
Stares down at
 
Red on White.
 
Smile lingers,
 
Anger leaving.
 
Laughter chases
 
Losses away.
 
Furtile attempt,
 
What's the point?
 
 
 
Gazes up at
 
Gasping fog,
 
Falling snow,
 
Laughing creature.
 
Struggling pants;
 
Losing all.
 
Red on white,
 
What's the point?
 
 
 
 
Red on white,
 
Silence on noise.
 
Liquid iron,
 
On solid water.
 
The light is gone,
 
Being turned hard.
 
Gone is the hope,
 
There is no point.
 
 

 
 
 
Just wondering...what do you guys think this poem is about?
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