The Clear Rainbow

Kirtika Srivastava posted under PenMuse-21 Poetry on 2020-07-20



The arch was little crooked, The colors were dull, Others called it delusion Rain too denied

Existence was meaningless For no reason, I was booked They gave me several Gag names No respect, No Pride Daunted when I looked Up to that clear sky I know I am hooked And it’s not an illusion My freedom isn’t mooched Rainbow is lucid, no more confusion. ______________________________

[ratemypost]