Treasure Island

Marvin Brato Sr

(March 2,1960 / Davao City, Philippines)

(((Rainbow)))


The stillness
After the storm
Comes into view
Multicolored promise

Loved-filled expressions
Of varied sentiments
Yet quite focus
Intimate panorama

Though seldom come
This love I feel
Like the rainbow
I dedicate this to you

You may not appreciate
the beauty of the colors
Of my words
Less this sincere heart

Still I will prevail
To stand proud
Till the time you realize
The love sign in the rainbow

I may not be perfect
As you see me covered
By the superficial hues
But it's where I exist

For as long as I breath
Rainbow of love stays
Come what may
It will be forever

Submitted: Sunday, January 18, 2009
Edited: Monday, April 27, 2009

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