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The Truth Of Red Lines

Red lines are everywhere, but Which ones are really red lines? When you cross the red lines It means you cross all lines, They say that red lines are crossed Or they're completely crossed, Crossing red lines is risky and Dangerous, but nothing happens, Red lines are merely words uttered By irresponsible figures or persons, They say that if you cross the so-called Red lines, then you will be beaten, Red lines are crossed everyday and no Fines or tickets imposed on anyone, I think these red lines mean that They're merely mirages in a desert, There are no red lines and no such- And-such lines like these anywhere, Red lines are only on the weak people, but When it comes to strong people It is something else anytime and anywhere, How many times these so-called red lines Are crossed everyday in front of us? We hear here red lines and we hear there Red lines anywhere and everywhere in vain, They talk about crossing red lines here and There, but nothing happens at all, So-and-so says red lines should not be crossed, But they're crossed easily and softly, so All is merely an ugly bubble in the eyes of Everyone anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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The Red Line (???? ??????)

There are red lines in our life Here and there, There are red lines that mean More what they are, Red lines might be any normal red Lines, but they mean different things, The traffic lights have a red line, The sun's pretty setting looks like A red line or the pretty horizon, Each one has his different lines and Some have always red lines, Red lines mean do not go farther from What is allowed for you, Going beyond the red line means you Cross the dangerous lines, Crossing red lines might lead to Risky and bad consequences, A red line is a line that one must Stick to it and never crosses it, Some people own red lines if crossed, Then everything will up-side-down, If you cross others' red lines you Might be liable to bad results, Red lines are pretty, but dangerous And never try to cross any of them. Life has pretty lines, but the red Line should be taken into consideration. This is our life and these are the Lines which we are familiar with. ???? ???? ????? ?? ?????? ??? ?
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MOHAMMAD SKATI

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Red

Red for blood –
Pumping out a life;
Paling in a death;
Blushing in a feminine face –
Flushing out her puberty;
Stain a presage for the mother ready.

And red, a flag of hatred in the eye –
The brutal other side –
Blood-release of war;
The sundered heart!

But then the red of simple dress
To give a beauty all she needs –
And flaming hair
And flimsy lace of underwear
And passion in the wanton heart
And dreams of crimson stockinged legs apart –

The rawness in the fantasy that
Only red can be.

And I? To only seek for Autumn
Bleeding in her many hues
Of red and other sister colours –
Those of tiring summer;
The fall of evening chill,
To wake with mist of morn,
Until cerise of dawn
Presents another day.



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Mark R Slaughter

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Only The Fake Blood Seems Real

humans have a lot in common with other humans humans bleed
quite a lot I think at the cinema humans have gallons of blood to bleed out in the dying scenes on the theater screens all the flowing
red swims before our eyes till we've grown dizzy and have to get up
and stumble outside then out into the streets grown maroon with living death our triumphant red blood stronger than iron magnets stronger
than ten men blood coating the gutters and storm drains of the city I wonder why we even bother going to the movies anymore? humans have a lot in common with other humans humans bleed with other humans humans bleed quite a lot I think at the cinema humans
have gallons of blood to bleed out bleed out in the dying scenes on the theater screens all the flowing red red swims before our eyes till we’ve grown dizzy dizzy have to get up and stumble outside then out in the streets grown maroon maroon with living death our triumphant red red blood blood stronger than iron magnets stronger than ten men coating the gutters and storm drains of the city I wonder why we even bother going to the movies anymore? humans have a lot in common with other humans humans bleed bleed bleed out in dying scenes on the theater screens all the flowing flowing flowing red blood red red blood
stronger than iron magnets stronger than ten men blood coating the gutters and storm drains of the city I wonder why we even bother going to the movies anymore? humans have lot in common other humans bleed bleed bleed bleed a lot humans gallons of blood blood blood blood to bleed out bleed bleed out in dying dying scenes on screens all the flowing flowing flowing flowing red red red red swims swims dizzy dizzy stumble streets maroon maroon maroon death death death death red red red blood blood blood blood blood drains why bother?
 
Patti Masterman

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