This red color's like a flame
Oranges are made when it came
Like a yellowish colored sun
Green's are colored mountain run
Blue are the colors of the sky
Plant's are indigo's direct with a lie
Violet sees by a glimpse
Like a scene beyond eclipse
Journey finished in over the rainbow called
It's a goal with the pot of gold
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it. Its really good.