Red Is The Color Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta

Red Is The Color



RED Rose petals-
Essence of acumen
Amidst all beauty, beautiful
Unlike the earthly beloved

You are creative not created-
Kernel like blood sipping
Is not your interest. Sweetened
By rapture, the world loses

Its appeal too soon
And you bite your lips
To loosen your hold, me like
To shed the borrowed state.

Red Is The Color
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
about loss of love
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