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