When it rains, the clouds breakfree,
The rainbow shines upon.
Dirty, filthy, oozy glum,
Washed away to none.
Freed from mundane gravity,
Myriad hopes blossom
Heaps of memoirs vividly peep,
Sweet like honeycomb.
Sweet like honeycomb! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Myriad hopes blossom Heaps of memoirs vividly peep, Fine images....... very nice and very poetic. i felt the rain in my heart as i read your poem. thankyou