I was a little kid,
reading books,
listening to my grandpa and grandma,
telling stories about the rainbow.
I was fond of it,
I was even sharing it,
Drawing about it even if I am not good in painting it.
With different colors I shaded, still thinking if pots of gold can be found.at the end of it.
Years passed and it was clear,
That it was God's creativity that He created that Dear,
A sign of promise that humans will no longer have to bear,
A huge flood that wiped out everything but not all humans really care.
If I can reach the very end of the rainbow,
And find a pot of gold that will remember me and you,
I will create a promise that will last forever and true,
Full of love and inspiration that will prosper till eternity with you.
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Masterpieces (A Collection of Poems)
عشوائي"Masterpieces" it tells something about me, my past, my inner feelings and my love... Everything is written and expressed through this poems... This is an expression of all my heartaches, happiness, longings and memories that I will never forget. It...
