COLOUR
OF BLOOD
Of
varied colours of nature,
I
can see all except one.
It’s the colour of blood.
It
has a colour, I know
And
they call it RED.
Unable
to comprehend,
Have
tried to gauge it,
Haven’t
seen yet.
They
say it resembles with
The
colour of sun at dawn.
Tried
a lot to see the colour
of
blood in the dawning sun
But
could only see giant yellow flares
Around
anything but red, ball of fire.
They
further say it resembles with
The
colour of a rose.
Have
seen and analyzed all roses,
But
could not find any rose
In
the colour of blood
I see
different colours
And
relate it with different things
But
none to the colour of blood
beautiful! love this poem. amazing thought and articulation
ReplyDeletethanks Sanchita
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