Ember Waters Poet Rhyme

The Red Knuckle

Bravely fought in experiment
curious pain brings forth a scent
it smells red like pain
it feels right as rain
so another and another flood the gates
is it that face that you hate?
sudden like a snap
resonates another smack
more force makes curiousity 
an immovable object with such verocity
a little less is never enough
you cant even say you have it rough
so when it gets old and white is red
then dont worry your little head
no bruise will call
on your assistance against this wall
so will you reach for the slice
the scraping vice
that rends flesh like fish in sea
glittering and shimmering among your plea
oh may this end but no
you want it so 
you do dont you though
this isnt sorrow
its pain that starts the wheels
no matter how your voice squeals
drowned out in the fog
of your mind

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David Smith April 2, 2024 at 11:56 PM Pain is never plain to all. I think some tune out to a higher plain and some is embrace the pain. Your poem seems to be about pain as a motivator am I right. Your style is your own which is good and you have passion so all in all well worth the read. Regards David in NZ Ember Waters April 3, 2024 at 10:17 PM Thank you, I apprechiate your comment and analysis, it brightened up my day. I wish you nothing but the best

Beata Agustin April 4, 2022 at 1:11 AM Thanks for sharing this... Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.