Blood Red, Pinkish and Crimson

Blood Red, Pinkish and Crimson

A Poem by Abhigyan

My Favorite color is Blood Red, and that belongs to her..........


Bright red, pinkish and crimson

And many other shades are there

In which the varieties of rose

Are present avec most of them rare

Inspirational, yes they’re

Delicate flowers grows where

The hard and stead fast

Thorns grow there

Smells so nice that make some one

Happy in a trice

Such are the roses bright

In the garden, in forest

Anywhere with a nice soil

Grows rose the beastliest and the best

Without or with some toil

What a contrast you produce

When someone touches you

Touch and smell the roses you choose

And smiles come upon you

But move a bit down

And touch them a bit

And shall wear a frown,

And cry ‘oh chute!’

Nice, you are

My dear flower

Keep growing here and there

Until and unless your smell,


all over the world,

and of course,


© 2016 Abhigyan

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Added on January 17, 2016
Last Updated on January 17, 2016
Tags: rose, environment, nature, flower, colour, color, red, dark, crimson




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