Poems About: RED

In this page, poems on / about “red” are listed.

  • 229.
    Red Dragon

    Of a great red dragon,
    Having seven heads and ten horns;
    Of a great red dragon,
    Having seven crowns upon her heads; read more »

    Edward Kofi Louis
  • 230.
    Red

    Red.
    The colour of blood.
    Red.
    A dark sin. read more »

    Kristy Young
  • 231.
    try painting something in two colors only

    the duality of just red and black

    red for luck as the chinese sees it
    and black for goodness read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 232.
    Red one

    Out of a hundred roses
    I plucked you
    Red one. read more »

    Jeffrey Regullano
  • 233.
    Red

    Red describes my anger,
    But also my pain.
    It can describe my attitude,
    And especially my eyes. read more »

    Shay Mitchell
  • 234.
    Some Thoughts While Reading Rumi

    Go walk into your garden & pick the tiny
    Red fruit of the very old sun
    It is just one plant & quite small
    But go walk into your garden & pick the tiny read more »

    M.L. Squier
  • 235.
    Arousal's dark rainbow

    Arousal is red

    Violence blue read more »

    chris dawson
  • 236.
    My Red Wing

    My Red from the boold that I sheed
    They use to shine like end of the day
    There full soo much oain
    Sometime I hate my red wings read more »

    LilMsz. ToGood
  • 237.
    Red Light Signal

    Red Light Signal
    A charming scenario of the evening,
    Day and night were making love at infinite.
    Sun’s face was looking like red chicks of a shy girl at the sudden presence of her beloved. read more »

    vijay gupta
  • 238.
    Bruised

    Oval, red
    falling through space,
    edges turned
    beauty spurned. read more »

    Morning Dew
  • 239.
    Beautiful Red Rock Canyon

    There is nothing more beautiful
    Than a canyon that is red
    Glistening in the sunshine
    Oh, so much that can be said read more »

    Marilyn Lott
  • 240.
    When you see the color red

    When you see the color red
    Do you see me bloody and dead
    When you see the color red
    Do you picture me free of dread read more »

    Neil Crosby
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