Hush! Be coy. Shh! It shushed me Stay, singed again... that Red Alert

Down the lanes
Amidst lone streets
Poured in vibrant crimsons
Coloured with
And manly whistles
In the roars
Of celebrations
Cheering her abuse
The red smeared her
In the love
Of loose romeos
The festival
Of colours
Bringing her
Only of the red
The red
That celebrated
A lewd dare
Of a drunken lust.
It played with my heart
Be coy
It’s red alert.


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