I am tired of being strong, It’s been far too long. The first tear drop falls, I make no effort for it to stall.  

Not just a meteorological phenomenon, Reflection, refraction as its explanation, Heaven directed magnificent show Symbol of passion is RAINBOW.   A bridge made by God

The clouds above could not hold its weight The pouring rain could no longer wait  The roaring thunder is echoing loudly Raindrops on the rooftop

We always get many choices, so we can sort and pick, Either to be ourselves or learn to trick, To enjoy life to the fullest

Hey  you, the azure, allure sky, How lucky are you to be the canvas for the beautiful rainbow,may l dare ask why! Though it’s an

What  You take for  Granted, Is what  I have always wanted To see, to admire in my drab  Colorless world, for so far I have

If I could be a rainbow and run in the sky,  I could be droplets of smile and pry..   Life couldn’t have been better… 

There is a rainbow in my heart,  It showcases moods unending.    I love to indulge that rainbow and bring out the spectrum of colours

A puzzle , with colours, not one or two,  But seven, that too coined not by man,  The self-styled master of the universe,  But this

 सुनो   सुनो गगन – -सुनो ना।                 तुम  –           अथाह विशाल विस्तृत निराकार         खोखले गव्हर में मात्र निविड़ अंधकार!!  सौभाग्य