Crimson Flower
by Madison Fortson
Madison Fortson is a high school student living in San Francisco. She spends most of her free time writing, reading, or spending time with her family. Madison also likes to draw artwork reflecting the stories she writes. Her goal is to one day enter the medical field after she graduates.
The beauty comes within the crimson flower
But darkness looms with each one of its petals
The red drips down in a captivating cascade
Painting rivers in scarlet patterns
It taints the snow cascading at the groundwork
Milky flakes soaked up by the cerise chromatic
Only ruby red, cherry coated eyes
That are blinded by neither the truth nor the night
See beneath the blissful guise
Laid within the patchwork of its intricate design
The beauty comes within the crimson flower
But darkness looms with each one of its petals
Poison bared like fangs beneath the moonlight
A semblance of an innocent euphoria
One simple touch will free you of nirvana
Decaying your hands in a carmine methodology
Watch as the vermillion grace proliferates your veins
The final front of the grievous sanguine blossom
So there it stays in the pearly snow’s cold embrace
Marks of claret streaks that can never be erased
The beauty comes within the crimson flower
But darkness looms with each one of its petals
Inky black ravens they are orbiting
Cascading crests of their noxious stygian wings
Only to confer ebony specks of ruddy tragedy
Adorning the royal red floret in ashen ideology
Watch as the charm abrades into rouge obliteration
Metallic taste cedes memories of a blurred sensation
A sickening verity of an ailing realization
Solely blood can equal to this ghastly pigmentation
The beauty comes within the crimson flower
But darkness looms with each one of its petals