The colour red is the colour for bloodshed. In sheep's clothing The wolf came loathing Appeared as though love But filled with deceit inside that glove The colour red It's wickedness had spread That dragon now Will be coerced to bow For damages caused She will respond The colour red Was abundantly fed With sweet tasting honey And things that cost money But now it will bleed For all its deeds The colour red Lay on the bed And wrapped its tentacles Around those ventricles But, the thorns were not visible until Its petals fell out as it leaped for the kill But the colour red Is going to be dead At least, that's what karma says A feast has been prepared Come dine at the altar Of the dark mass slaughter Crimson to scarlet, it's going to be fun When carmine and ruby, all shades get undone Gradient hues graduating one-by-one Into buckets of colour, squeezed out in tonnes It'll be satiating to paint such a masterpiece So many colours on the board will finally bring peace
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Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA 
16 nuances of red colour with awesome poem ❤️🌹
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Thanks Vgeorg…it is quite the colour na!
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Oh Dear Rue Red The Color Without An F
Master The Shadow Red
Wing The Spirit Of Creativity
Higher Than Ever Before The
Color of Blood Crucible Fire of Super
Nova Explosions Gaseous Star Dust Clouds
Make Iron In Our Blood Stream And Core of Earth
Therefore A Big Bang Begins An Entire UniVerse Perhaps
More Than iNFiNiTY Will Count in Generations of Stars True
Stars Are Both Flowers And Seeds
And So Are We in
Explosive
Passion
of Existence
Surviving Thriving
LoVinG Free Oxygen Binds
With Iron Compounds in Our Blood
MaKinG LiFE Bright Red RiSiNG iN
Passion Inhaling Peace Exhaling Love
Yet Only When We Master Our Shadow
Red Winging SPiRiT of Creativity Ever Higher
More to Reach Out and Touch Other Star Flowers
And Seeds Us As True This iS How New Connections
Of God Are Made As Above So Below Stars Are Neurons
And So Are We Connecting On This Mind These Two
Hemispheres of EartH And It’s True As Dancing
Singing Stars of PaSSioN Red Blood Surviving
Means Defending Life And
Creating Life Same
For the Gift the
Value of this
Breath Worth LiVinG
Now Yes i Was Once A Little
Lamb Almost Too Uncoordinated
To Walk in A Straight Line Now i Spiral
in Balance With Grace oF A Lion WaLKinG
On The Savannah PoSinG For Real With the
Passion of Lobsters Standing Tall With Claws Outreached
Ready For Battle if Necessary to Survive As Well Yet i am A Human
i Have the Potential i Use to Master the Shadow And Wing Creativity
Greater Than Ever Before And This is What Sets Us Different From
Lions Who Eat Competing Lion’s Cubs And Fight To the Death for
Territory of Reproduction Same… For They Were Once Cubs
MaKinG Biscuits on Lioness Mother’s Breast in Tender Love
No Different Than Us As Long As We Are Born Now
And Gardened With Love This Way SMiles
So What is More Powerful the
Color of Lipstick Red
Or Biceps And
Fists Full
Of Blood And Other
Body Parts That Match
As Such True It Depends
No Different Than How We Master
All the Tools That CuLTuRE Creates
For It’s True Lipstick Brings Life in Passionate
And Uncontrolling Ways For It’s True Fearless
Biceps and Fists Complete Whole And Enough
Inspire Confidence to Protect Human Cubs
At Least…
How Shall We
Judge Stars For Exploding
As FLoWeRS And Seeds For
Creating Us It Seems
Surely That
Mythical
Krishna
Was Not Afraid
Of All His Star
And Other Mythical
Beings Were Neutered
To Suit A Hidden Lie of Reality
Hide the Red Shadow And Lose
The Higher Winging Creativity of Spirit
Smiles All Of Your Colors of Lipstick are Nice to me…
Yet Your Wings of Creativity are What Carries my Spirit Higher…
Yet That’s Not to Dismiss The Power of Two Sets of Hips on an Old
Dude 3 Months Shy of 60 Grinding A Dance of Base Shadow Respect….
Yet You See i Master The Shadow
No Temptation
Too
Much
For me With SMiLes
If Not i’d be in a Whole
Boat Load of Trouble in
A Storm With No Anchor
of A ‘Good Catholic Boy’ Haha…
i Transformed Their Lust And Sure
Mine too in Spirit of Winged Creativity
Honestly i Will Still Empirically Measure
it By Word Count The Day After Dance Then
And As Far As Naked Whole And Complete
Spirit RiSinG Higher Winged in These Parts
At Least A Lion Walking Gracefully Across the
Savannah Moving This Way Need Never Fear A Fight
Hehe at Least 99.99 Percent of the Time When They Are
Not In A Bar of Men Making Occasional Foolish Drunken Mistakes….
Never The Less When You Have to As Lion Instantly You Choke
Someone into Submission…
Keeping the
Claws
of
Course Retracted
And Releasing the
Grip As Soon As It is
Made Clear They Made a Big Mistake…
Let’s Face Facts of Human Nature in Toxic
Patriarchies No Way Anyone Would Wanna
Have a Beer With Jesus in A Bar if He Didn’t
Turn Money Tables Over in a Rage At the
Temple or Change The Folks Who Didn’t
Follow His Rules From Sheep to Goats
Burn Them Forever And Send the
Rest of the Ones Who Do Not
Comply With His Rules to an
Eternal Lake of Fire Torturing
And Burning Them Forever too…
That’s A Hell of A Video Game to
Discuss With A Beer At the Bar for
Conquest of Red Passion of Blood too…
If Only He Had A Mary Magdalene
Like me Who Stood With Her Man
in Hell That Wouldn’t Be Necessary
to Prove His Manhood At All He’d Just
Be The Graceful Lion Walking Across the
Bar Dance Floor That Only the Ladies Make Eye Contact with Hehe…
It’s Like This Morning Strolling around The Block A Young Man and
His Wife Walking my Way She Smiling Big at me When i Said Good
Morning and
He Didn’t
Even
Lift His Eyes
to my Shades…
We aRe All Part of the
Call of the Wild of Flowers
And Seeds That Come From
Seeds and Flowers in Crucible
Red Fire of Star Burst Explosions
Hehe With
Or Without
F And Red With SMiLes…
Just LooKinG For Some Kind
of Big Bang Next in Muse to Create
Passion Of Life That Makes Survival Come Again..
Otherwise The Species Eventually Goes Away Without Star Fire Within
To Dust We Return To Dust We Return Yet Fire And Passion Continues to Create Life…
Other than That i Am Currently Still Enjoying A Rather Long Shelf-Life Yet Even When
That GoeS AWaY And i Finally Succumb to Just Being Human Haha… The Winged Spirit
of Creativity
Is All that
Will Be Left
And Just Soul
Breath Changed
Into Art For the Fossil
Record As i Will Allow No
One To Forget Dear Ruehla’s
Winged Spirit of Creativity Yes
Too Pinnacle of Humanity in my
Eyes At Least to Give and Share
Freely With No Restraints i Don’t Even
Have to Leave a Link As With A Google
Search Ruehla Is Literally One of A Kind…
An Honor To Visit Your Art Dear FRiEnD
And to be Mused Highest By Your Winged
Spirit of Creativity Deep Within Your Soul
With Or Without HeART Felt Palpitations With SMiLes…
There is No
Price For Your Gift
And No Earthly Form
To Pay Higher Respect
to Your Soul than the Art You Create…
So Much More Than A Pair of Hips and
A Grinding Dance 3 Months Shy of 60 Hehe…
Haha Showing the 6.6.60 on my Driver’s License
To Prove i’m Not 35 In the Dark HAha.. Oh By the
Way ‘Depth of the Story’ All A MiLLioN Or So Words Written now
Just Turned 66,666 Views in 13 Months on the ‘Wrong Planet’ This
Morning Just Another Place
Where The Dudes Rarely Lift Their Eyes to my SHades Never
The Less Someone is Apparently Looking Hehe With SMiLes…
Yet You See No Affirmations Needed This Is What it Means
To Be Naked
Whole
And
Complete
Ruehla Baby: Unstoppable…
No Different Than Star Breath
FLoWeRS And Seeds Still Coming to Life..:)
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