The Tinge Of Red

How mesmerizing is the tinge of red!

As captivating as the hue of love.

Thus this purest emotion seems to be embedded.

 In a treasure trove.

Covered in a bright garment.

An essence that doesn't ferment.

Radiant is the colour indeed, that drives a person with acute passion.

That triggers to make it a crazy session.

The vibrant desire,

Thus the heart require.

Enchanting is the shade that is so intense.

The symphony of that genuine fragrance.

Lingers till eternity as the bond deepens.

How mesmerizing is the tinge of love!

The passionate being always glows with brilliance.

With a torch of bold radiance.

Isn't the fervour of a jilted lover?

lurks within the soldier 

To fight with anger

To protect his possession

All in danger.

A genuine confession

To his sacred profession

To die for his purest obsession

A profound decision.

Isn't that the hue of blood

That makes him bolder?

And that to emerge stronger.

To take out his armour.

To become a fierce fighter.

 

Let's behold red in our core.

To keep the blazing fire roar.

Without any fear

Keep that near

Within your heart forever.