Blood

Blood short poem

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I am aware Blood is Red
I am knowledgeable that Blood flows through the veins in side the body
I know the colour of the blood in all living species is Red

Oxygen purifies Blood
Pure Blood is Good for health
Healthy Blood is ideal to donate

The quantum of blood donated
can be reproduced in the body in no time

Heart beats as long as Blood flows through
Heart stops when blood is blocked through

When Blood Clots pain bloats
When Blood flow stops, that part
of the body gets paralysed

Body is warm when heart beats
Body turns cold when heart stops beat

Colour of skin may vary but
Colour of Blood will never

When Colour of Blood is same in all
why then differentiate people on the
basis of colour of skin

Share your Blood to the needy
Don’t let one down on colour of his skin
Be Humanitarian
Live as Human being

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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