Rainbow

After drenching in the cold, heavy rain
I watch the sun rising,
Slowly out of the grey clouds from the horizon,
And then, the prettiest blend of seven colors
God could ever come up with….
A rainbow!

The result of passion, longing and seperation
Of the hundred promises to keep,
Of the hope which never dies down,
Of the never ending love!

The sun rays after a long, painful seperation,
Meet with the rain drops

And the knowledge,
Of the end that awaits their union,
Of the suffering that is yet to follow

And the hope,
Of a tomorrow which may never be,
Of a life without seperation and pain

And the love,
That had kept them going for so long,
That imparts them the knowledge and lends the hope

Draws them together to give birth
To yet another monument of timeless love!

I blink,
Smile at the masterpiece,
And my weird wild imagination,
Shake my head,
And walk back towards home…

One Response

  1. Loved this poem! Stumps me every time you turn up with such out of the way, completely beautiful ideas. Rainbow as a product of the union of raindrops and sunlight! Could never have imagined it that way :)

    And yeah, as Laltu sir told me, keep on improving, editing, reediting and re-rediting your poems. Do it 3-4 times before posting. That way, you more clearly express your ideas.

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