Red like blood, was the color of horizon
Behold as the sun rises, dulling the darkness
Chirping, the birds flew to work
Bright shiny eyes full of hopes
Life is colorful; colorful is life?
Hopes dismantled, leaving the eyes teary bright
Work trodden, still the people were chirping
Darkness floated inside but lo and behold
Horizon was once again ripe with red.
Red like blood, was the color of horizon
Behold as the sun sets, recoloring the world
Silently, the shadows come out
Preying on the innocent, the meal so divine
Life is colorless; colorless is life?
Divine home, protecting from dangers preying
Out with the fear, heart's warming silently
World will shine, just lo and behold
Horizon is once again ripe with red.
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PoetrySome thoughts, some plots, connecting some dots. Circling in my mind, they were bound, so I penned them down. Here they are free, amidst the blue skies and we. 2018 Poetry Collection.
