Rainbow fascinated me at times,
sometimes evoked
long forgotten memories of childhood,
but just looked up
to it as a part of clouds and skies.
yet I know, after
rains its appearance gives a colorful sky;
though motionless,
this multicolored
arch adds a charm to the clouds,
and like an
illusion it elicits the minds of children around,
but never thought
so much about it in anyway
that I would be
writing these words about any of the rainbows.
And now I am just
doing it…
I am doing it
because I am thinking about you,
I don’t know the
actual reason,
or maybe just like
how you bring out true colors in my smiles,
you are a rainbow
in my very own sky.
yes! you are my
only beautiful rainbow.
