rainbow
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Others must seek their rainbows for the treasures that they hold,
but darling, you are my rainbow and your love....my pot of gold.
where is it
it that glows Brighter, to the one with F scars
under Seven screams to the face
Red. it is knees weak, creatures left to shame
Orange. (Inside) fire lies sparks of Hope
Life is full of, what if`s? and how comes?
instead of moving toward the future
people are stuck in the past
look for a brighter darkness
if theres any light at all
you see a speck of hope
You hear it all the time
The cliched, "There are only two types of people in the world..."
But the world is more than just black and white
There’s a faded, torn pictureMy grandma lovingly tapedOf the day she stood in front of old AbeAnd with thousands of othersCheered for a dreamA dream full of hopeThat we wouldn’t see
A scent to clear the mind,
A sound that can heal much,
Blessed are those who feel the rain
Without the sense of touch.
My eyes are green
My makeup is black
My hair is blonde
And my thoughts are back
…………………………
My soul is blue
Watch the rain drizzle downIt threatens to ne'er endBut all wounds someday healAnd wings will always mend
The Sky
Insisting to reflect what is inside of me
Darkened it's clouds to night
Pouring out my grief;
The trees bowed and trembled beneith it's power;
I turned my face up to accept it's companionship
Cut me a red thread
Like the Chinese belief it will connect us.
Cut me an orange thread
To illustrate the bursts of love I first felt for you.
I become blue as I think of you, but as I get to know You I fall deeper in Love. My sky is no longer blue because each day as the sun rises so do I.
Brilliant before my open eyes,
shinning high up in the skies.
after the rain and sun embrace,
a rainbow forms before my face.
Living in a world full of skeptics,
I still find myself staring longingly into the distance.
I still find myself dreaming more than I consider reality.
I have my head stuck in the clouds.
Black curtains take center stage
Throughout the midday sky
Storm clouds take a bow
Lightning flashes introduce my debut
While thunder roars like a drum roll
Making sure my presence will not be ignored
