mrs. moon stole the pot of gold
when the sky showered the earth with love and wrath.
mrs. moon stole the pot of gold
while the sun was taking its steamy bath.
the rainbows bled their colors
fused into clear air with no strain
so the rainbows lost their colors
and borrowed the clearness of the rain
Thanks, Unwritten Soul. Hahaha! The intent of writing the poem is actually political.
Nice title! ! , but if rainbow turn to colorless, it not being rainbow as itself anymore...We know, rainbow always there but hiding in the light, reveal after rain...So dont worry if rainbow loose it colors coz it just hiding behind the spectrum of light :) _Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like the personification you give to mrs.moon i find it cute also i like the theme because i seem to imagine bedtime stories nice cute poem