burn red

burning red its colour is
as it’s cold to touch it burns with warmth
at simply the sight of it
it’s roundness can be held in hand
like a glass of wine
the smile only emphasizes the glow
and you cannot but smile
as unsuspected it has appeared
as durable and remaining it will stay

Categories poems, writings

2 thoughts on “burn red

  1. Sorry to have deleted the comment by “Anonymous”, but if messages are left in a language I cannot comprehend, I must consider it spam and delete it.

  2. Simple, but very effective poem. Good.

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