This poem is the second in a series of three poem.
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?
© Drishti Soni, 2017. All Rights Reserved.
Art by Saniya Kulkarni thank you so much❤