Red

Blue hearts and pink eyes,
Games of love,  an enticing play of colour splash
Moving like soccer balls in magical ways
Spectating smiles of exchange of brimming mirth
Blamed should I be, or wait should you?
In such a vibrant fest
Moved as I, gone were you
Oh dear, a pitch you marked with your move
In Color splash,
Red, stands in there, you still do.

I

Oh my wonderful world! Thy colours, my high.
With one's thundering heart and a gentle beat of another,
I long to fly like the effortless feather
The caramel kiss of the sunlit desert
rub my searching eyes
While cradling winds revert
As I sink into my own wine cup of warmth, The whiff of a million tulips tickle my senses in mirth
Love, oh is it you that I wear?
For your mist allures a thousand eyes so fair
Giggles born of bellies tease the cheek so red
At these, laughs a blissful chaos inside my head
No pinches of silly sighs or heavy ponder
I just took a bow to surrender.