Rainbow
The evening light gleamed like heaven
The cool shower was embalming,
I shook my head to drop the globules
Everywhere it was calm and cool!
I too shared the inward humor of the rain
I could not come out with the right link
I lifted my head and was blinded by the sharp -
Streaking lightning flaming across the sky
Somewhere in the distant I heard the rumble
My eyes were blinded and ears were deafened
Few minutes passed away, I kept on strolling
Noticed natures wondrous gleaming horizon
The seven colors blended in one bundle above
The bow above is still a wonder to look into
Though science has proved its birth-right truth
In spite what a splendor God has gifted to glee
To the human eye to feed on and on in bliss
Though it's brief it is the heavenly sheath
That adorns the sky in lively colors and hue
It is perhaps gods bow of heavenly power
The bow was distinct and divine and inspiring
A feast to the eyes and the soul at large
Festoon of the closing ceremony of the sky
And earth, the day is down and the night is up
God has shot the brilliant arrow of lightning
With the roaring sound thundering deep and wide
The Milky Way started showering the tiny drops
Could build up the fire of life and the bliss of living!
The bow is a wonder, splendor and a candor,
It embellishes the taint of cooling down -
The heat and dust of toil and the solar boil
A symbol so noble and divine and brief in heaven
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