The Red

POEMS

Ponnu Jafar

12/7/20241 min read

Roars!! my scary glimpses.

Thunders!! my shady floras.

Red is turning black in a split.

Slow black, everything cries.

"Unleash the lies, mystic lies",

the heart ordered with a thud.

Flies the lies, thus the whites.

Black to white to red, lovely red!

Rain falls again, thus the curly hair.

Reddish the river, thus the lips.

Heavenly the wind, thus the smell.

Calm the sound, thus the velvet.