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Chia Seeds Jun 2020
It’s the assurance of petrichor after rain
that makes me believe in rainbow after pain.
Poetic T Jun 2020
Origin of life's hues,
wading through times
                         contemplations.
Her hair was a rainbow of
                            deliberation.

Every strand empathy of natures
                             yearning to grow.
Maturing  beyond the seed,
                                   reaching higher.
Rings  showing the marriage of
                                         life and growth.

Vitality was her yearning
for everything
             was her breath.
Mother to all that that walked
                          upon her creation.
SammyJoe Jun 2020
BLUE is when I'm feeling sad,
GREEN is my jealousy,
PINK is the girly girl I am,
RED is the anger inside of me,
BLACK is my grief and my sorrow,
ORANGE is when I'm full of life,
YELLOW is when I'm happy,
WHITE is my appreciation of life,
PURPLE is when I feel radiant,
GOLD is for when I feel precious,
BROWN is the essence of the person I am,
COPPER is when I'm suspicious,
It's true for I am a coloured woman,
These are the many true colours of me,
For I am a colourful person,
A Human Rainbow that's me!
Unpolished Ink Jun 2020
There are many outer layers

Covering your skin

It takes a bit of stripping

To find what lies within

That is the beginning

Dig on and you will find

A thousand coats of rainbow paint

Covering the mind
Do not show me your tears
Diamond are your tears
If I have a case
Surely I will gather in cases

Do not blame yours
We are not responsible for fate
And the time will moderate

Do not let your tears
Down
As my wind fellows
So will do all members

The rainbow appears at your face
Gathering different colors
Closing all blossoms
The sun flies
As she says
There will not two suns
In the same place
when the the lovely woman cries all the world gets sad . the life became different and the sadness control the acts
Rajinder Jun 2020
Dreams

of a colourful parakeet all to myself have come true
a nest drawn on lime wall peels
crooked lines tracing clipped feathers
A home / A cage, a sunset
rainbow dreams -- locked at two ends
Mitch Prax Jun 2020
Just like
fractured hearts,
light must be fractured
to make a
rainbow.
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