Off The Rainbow Poem by Kayode Are

Many rainbows have I seen
None I sought on my own
They seem to cross path
With my soul on its raft

Have glimpsed the finery of a rainbow
Beholding the curve of its shadow
Wondering always about source
Never able to truly follows its course

Have seldom seen a rainbow streak
In moments of idleness or calm
Only after rumbles or a freak
The sky its color stridently stream

Have seen rainbows north and south
They differ but their beams are same
Unfurling for brief moments many colors
Like a peacock flaunts its feathers in vanity

Have chased after the rainbow
Seeking the pot of gold at its base
The further I chased the swifter the mist
Blowing finery into wispy cloud

Once in a rainbow I nursed ideals
As a green stripe in the muddle
Of an ephemeral posse of ideas
As the fringe scuttle a sound middle

Many rainbows have gone by
But none has warmed my heart
The colors may lift the sky
But their deception pains the earth