
Red is rage and utter fury
Or oozing blood when skin is broken
But it also means the bliss of love
O'er which many and angry word is spoken.
Orange is the warmth of fire,
The comfort and crackle on a winter night.
It too can be a blazing bane
That creates an entire forest's blight.
Yellow is the soft sun's rays
Joyously breaking through the rain.
It's the hot sun beneath your feet
And the cause of sunburn - oh the pain!
Green is the fresh, clean scent
Of lush and healthy growing things.
This color can scream "Go!"
Or be the face of someone sick on the sea.
Blue is cool and soothing water.
Perhaps it's skin chilled by a breeze.
A deep, never-ending sadness caused by love scorned
That only passing time will ease.
Purple, regal and majestic silk,
Or a fresh bruise from someone who should keep his hands to himself.
Grapes growing fat upon the vine
Slowly ages into expensive wine bottles on the shelf.
About the Creator
Bekah Jimenez
I love writing. I've been writing since I learned how. I'm currently working on three novels - two fantasies and a psychological thriller. I can't wait to find a publisher!




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