Blood red

Take me to the saddest sight

Where all people wanted to die

And write their poems in

Cursive writing and flaunting style

I wanna be one of them too

Who can shrug their shoulder

One or two times when they

Knew what's happening in life

All of my painted sheets

Turned into blood Red

When I got to know

The evil cruelty sinister

Shit that you became

Blood Red

Blood Red

You killed my thinking like a poet

Trapped inside of body

Who seems to be confused

Psychology or management

What should I choose

Or should I leave everything behind?

The poets are calling me

There to reach the place

Where we can see the lake

And write about melodrama shit

All of my painted blues

Turned into red

Someone please explain

How do you dare

To even put me out of a box

I need mind to think again

My muses and clues are unfair

I gave signs like a poet

Now I'm alone in the rent