A Poem : My world of colour شعر عن قوس قزح باللغة الإنجليزيه
[ندعوك للتسجيل في المنتدى أو التعريف بنفسك لمعاينة هذه الصورة] Blue is the colour of drowsiness;
Blue smells like a clear water creek in the
woods;
Blue tastes like a warm sweet blueberry, its juice
running down the throat;
Blue feels like a downy soft bed to sink into;
Blue sounds like the oceans gentle ripples
lapping against your feet;
Blue looks like soft, sleepy dreams whispering
in your ear;
Blue is the colour of drowsiness.
Green is colour of freshness, cool and pure;
Green smells like mint, rejuvenating and
refreshing;
Green tastes like a ripe, lemony fruit, just
plucked off an old oak tree;
Green feels like delicate silk, lightly brushing
against your cheek;
Green sounds like the evening breeze, blowing
through the young leaves;
Green looks like a satin ribbon, pretty and
dainty;
Green is the colour of freshness, cool and pure.
Orange is the colour of liveliness;
Orange smells like a fragrant blossom;
Orange tastes like a juicy tangerine, tangy and
savoury;
Orange feels like a happy tiger's luxurious fur;
Orange sounds like a peal of tinkling laughter;
Orange looks like children playing gaily;
Orange is the colour of liveliness.
Purple is the colour of royalty;
Purple smells like a strong sweet aroma;
Purple tastes like luscious grapes and rich wine;
Purple feels like a soft deep velvet robe;
Purple sounds like a kingly, regal voice,
commanding and ordering;
Purple looks like lush tulips swaying in the late
night wind;
Purple is the colour of royalty.
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موضوع: A Poem : My world of colour شعر عن قوس قزح باللغة الإنجليزيه 
