Crimson

Rising from the ashes of my soul,

Starting to sketch my life with charcoal

Walking away from the ravine with a gun

But my life’s a silhouette shaded in crimson

It all seemed like a metallic daze

 threw it away, like a soiled phase

As I took my canvas, I knew you’re the one

Tinted my transparent life into rich crimson

This Love is fiction, deflecting me

through your brown iris, my shadow sets free,

so brittle, combustible; this love will burn

When I look into my soul, I feel crimson..

The ashes are past, gone with the breeze

Your smile puts my universe at ease

Crimson is this love, crimson as my heart

Crimson is my life, till we part..