Rainbow strikes a truce
Its blossoming salutes the human race
And also shakes its young and old
With its extravagance of lunar energy
That warms as well as squeezes
With inexplicable, yet undeniable radiance
The radiance soothes the senses
Doesn't it excel an enchantress
More tempting than Urvasi or Helen?
No tale of rainbow setting off bloodshed
At least not on record in history
Hidden operations possess a virginal charm, perhaps
Maybe rainy season is a withdrawal from urges unholy
The sun strides in ceremony, keeping everything open
Rather unforgiving and utterly unrepentant
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