Her Red coloured dress resembled
a villager love stone house
Which lay besides the foggy forest
In a realized dream..
As the trees retreated through the hazy eyes of the bust
The house kept on getting colourfull
painting one part of the jungle
With a mixed coating of the red and the green accumulated piece of the fresh leaves
But still red was the colour..
Green was the envy..
She was standing herself
With the red poet
While a smile poet
Let one more sweet dream alive...
#al
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