In the sky after the rain has poured,
A vibrant arch in colors soared.
A bridge of light from heaven to earth,
A phenomenon of wondrous birth.
The first hue is crimson, a fiery red,
A passionate start, where love is spread.
Next, the orange, a warm embrace,
Glowing like the sun on a summer's face.
Yellow follows, a cheerful ray,
Chasing the gloom of a cloudy day.
Green, like nature in full array,
Brings hope for a better, brighter way.
Blue, a calm and tranquil sight,
Reflects the world in gentle light.
Indigo, deep and mysterious,
Holds secrets that are imperious.
And finally, violet, a regal crown,
Where dreams and imagination are found.
This rainbow of colors in the sky,
Whispers of magic as it passes by.
A symbol of hope, a sign of grace,
The rainbow's beauty in every place.
A reminder after the storm's despair,
That beauty arises from trials we bear.
So, when you see a rainbow's art,
Know it's a masterpiece from the heart.
A bridge from heaven, a gift of love,
Sent to us from the skies above.
About the Creator
Samson
I find satisfaction in crafting short stories or long novels.
The Bird Nest
Downy tufts puff out, Warmth inside a house of hair, Drowsiness abounds. A/N: I sometimes imagine what it would be like to sleep in a bird nest, provided I can be bird-sized in the fantasy of course. I think it would be cosy! More longer stories to come! -TWW
By ThatWriterWoman4 days ago in Poets
Memory's Garden.
In the garden of our minds, Where memories bloom and wind, There lies a flower, deep and true, A memory, both joy and rue. Sometimes it sings with joy's sweet tune, A cherished moment 'neath the moon. But sometimes, oh, it brings such pain, Like clouds that hide the sunny reign.
By Samiha Bushra 3 days ago in Poets
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This was such a colourful poem! I loved it!