Red 

This poem is the second in a series of three poem. 


Red.

A mood, a form, a colour, a theme

Consuming, burning – unburning you

You look at the flower 

And that is red too

Why do they make red such a passionate colour if it’s everywhere?

Are we passionate everywhere-

As an enveloping whole;

As loving, forgiving and raging

.

Red is exciting

You fiddle, breathe, inhale, consume

Excited. Too excited;

As the flower begins to droop

Almost not red anymore

But you’re still in over your head

So why blame red?

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© Drishti Soni, 2017. All Rights Reserved. 

Art by Saniya Kulkarni thank you so much❤

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