Orange, vibrant orange, a color so bright,
A fusion of red and yellow, a wondrous sight.
Like a sunset's warm glow, it shines so bold,
A symbol of energy, young and old.
In nature's palette, it's a treasured hue,
A color of creativity, both new and true.
From pumpkins to peaches, it's a shade so sweet,
A fruitfulness and abundance that can't be beat.
Orange blossoms bloom, with a fragrance so fine,
A perfume that fills the air, like a scent divine.
In orange's warm light, our spirits take flight,
A color of enthusiasm, that shines with delight.
And let our spirits soar, like a bird in tow.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Comments (1)
Orange is my least favourite colour but I loved your poem!