
There I saw a young couple, falling in love I asked the girl which was her shade of red She said the rose gifted by her love And the boy liked the blush on his girlfriend's cheek O yes, I thought red was all about roses and hearts I then asked the newly-wed couple their choice of red She smiled and showed the vermilion on her forehead The heena pattern on her palms was gorgeous red, Husband swelled with pride who was waiting for his turn, pointed his finger towards his red turban, power status symbol I saw a mother who had a newly born baby in her lap Celebrating motherhood, feeding, nurturing, hardly a nap To answer the same, she kissed tender red feet of his baby boy To me, red was the colour of power, love, life, and joy The other day I met a devotee who was asked the same question He was wearing a white dhoti, barefoot, a red tilak on his forehead He made me stand in front of Goddess Kali statue and said, "Her eyes are fiery red, her tongue is blood red ". It was Chrismas eve I met Santa riding on his sleigh, flying through the sky in red and white attire, wearing a cap children in red, sang carols, danced, cheers and clap I understood that red was the colour of festivals and devotion Finally I walked to an old man sitting under a tree, looked tired When asked what was red, he spit on the ground to show the blood and mucus Death could lay him down anytime, cancer infected lungs, filled with puss I was scared, sad and confused, to me red was now a colour of painful end

In response to the weekly Prompts Colour challenge: Forty shades of Red
One Response
This is absolutely beautiful, what a kind soul you are. I love your choice of images and I thank you for joining us on this challenge. 🙂