Saweini Laloo

Rookie (23.11.1994 / Shillong)

Gravity

There the rainbow finally disappears;
Dark clouds approach and what have we here?
Thunder and lightning bolts hitting down hard,
Turning things from good to bad.

Like the kite that's tethered to the string,
It flies away, disappearing and coming.
It can never really break away
But would always come back for it to stay.

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