Red Poem by Anne Unknown

Red is the color of roses, Red is the passion, Red is the lips, so soft and warm, Red is the hate, which I feel, Red is the blood, which runs in my veins, Red is the war within me, Red is the love, which I lack. wow sweetly interpretted the red as color, blood, rose and many other things and each one has its own proper meanings and they are sign of something too.. wonderfully written with great intention..well done..did again a good and sweet job litle tiny poet..well done..thanks for your words for me..thats your greatness what you did for me..well..10/10