If you can understand the symbolism in this poem, I'm impressed.
"What am I to do with this room, sir?" asked the painter.
"Paint it red," said I.
Paint it red to mask the mistakes,
Paint it red to disguise the breaks,
Paint it red to hide the scars.
"And what of the deformity, Sir?"
"Cover it," I said.
Cover it with coats of green,
Cover it with layers of masks,
Cover it with dozens of family pictures.
"But Sir, what of the door?"
Cover it, and paint over it,
For there is no escape from this room,
This room, that has been painted red.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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ReplyDeleteI hope you're happy too
and nice hair =]
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ReplyDeleteand i liked your poem =]
im pretty sure the symbolism could mean lots of things
but its really good
thank you lol.
ReplyDeleteill explain the symbolism, but not where everyone can see it.i want people to try to figure it out.
grrrrrr. That was my first thought. I mean, that's the impression I got from it.
ReplyDeletered. Blood. Fire. Hard to see through any of those things. And seeing either of those can potentially leave you stunned silent, depending on time, place, quantity, ect. They can be distracting too.
That's jsut what I thought.
though fire's not really red, more like orange and yellow, but fire is something I think of when I think of red.
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