Red Poem by vaibhav shah
Red
My eyes are Red, my cheeks are Red
From top to the bottom I am Red
My nerves are Red, my passions are Red
There is something that makes me Red
Red is the night, Red is the light
Wherever I see Red is the sight
Extreme is the height, Red is the kite
Hatred of my Red has turned into favorite
I feel you Red, I touch you Red
I hug you and kiss you oh my Red
Your every shade do make me glad
I love you so much my soul is Red.
31-3-2008
And your poem is red too. Great job my friend, very nice read.
red stands for energy...may u continue to hv abundant energies of the creative sort...lv n cheer
Your RED is of cupid and not of the Devil.. Your flash of red is stimulant, hot and passionate, Red has given your poem Speed, confidence and strength. Your poem’s soul is vibrant with red…well done Mr. Red…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 5:11:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i read so much poems in that site but yours is my favourite.the red is my favourite coulour.nice10+