The Colouful Smiling Curve on the Sky
The blue skies turn black,
The growling clouds hover,
The roaring thunders and lightning flashes,
The skies surrender as rains come down.
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Soon, the rains depart,
The weather turns cool,
And, if fate smiles upon me,
I can see the rainbow glistening too.
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Gentle and silent yet effervescent,
Transforming the drenched scene,
The murk vanishing from memory,
As it healing touch pats all.
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The blissful rainbow we all are,
Each one when coming together,
Leaving aside our grievances and differences,
Uniting for the sake of being human.
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Life becomes simple and smooth,
Hurdles become bearable,
As we laugh, share, and cry together,
Respecting and treating well.
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The Master Painter doesn’t make a mistake,
Splashing colours of quirkiness on everyone,
In solidarity, they mingle and blend best,
That’s how the planet should be, rich and vibrant.
