Color Red Poem by aryaindia india

to everything that life stands for in this color


Red is the color of my life
Still stop at cross roads may
Not knowing to proceed or go back
Look to God to show me the way

Red is the color of my passion
It wills that life screams new
A wish that dreams are fulfilled
If really, god did wish it true

Red is the color of my search
For the intelligence crackling few
They confidently take the path
I wish I also just knew

Red is the color of my dreams
They stand alone at sway
I beckon them within my reach
They will, to be far away

Red is the color of my hope
It cries to me to just trust
How do I, the world's so bad
If I do, I feel I just must

Red is the color of my faith
I hold it strong, in awe
I fail at every cornerstone
I breathe, not knowing how

Red is the color of my strength
It overtakes the weak in me
But when it comes to deciding
I feel so weak, you see

Red is the color of my belief
I feel it true but strange
The will to make it my own
For anything, it shall not change

Red is the color of my blood
It spills, in spurts through me
The pressure, it seeks release
It's God's wish, true must be

By aryaindia


Author's comments:
There is no doubt about the effect of the color red on our emotions.