This is a really shitty poem which I wrote long ago i guess, but meh.
They say, "A rainbow requires rain to form",
but, what if, in search of a rainbow,
we invite the showers heartily,
only to be disappointed, one last time,
to see that showers, turn into storms,
leaving behind the thought of the rainbow,
stomping the feet on little one's destinies?
What if, in search of rainbow,
the very one 'happy' rain,
converts into the end of oneself,
and to letting us drown,
'literally' in our sorrows,
and don't worry,
the world will continue,
the way it does,
without one's full participation,
they do know this,
and yet they say,
"A rainbow needs rain to form".
-monani💓
Ps. If u got it's meaning, the same way I meant it to be, kudos to you. Lol.
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