"the rain fell hard on the soft ground.
i cried.
the sky turned grey.
i cried.
then the clouds disappeared.
and then the sun divulged.
i kept staring at the sky with hazy eyes and after a short while,
gazed at the creation of rainbows that sparkled brightly in the sudden broad daylight."
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Creation of Rainbows (A book of Poetry)
Poetry"The rain fell hard on the broken ground, it never stopped it's loud and painful sound. The world crumpled into darkness, the one crying for years was a total mess. He was just waiting for a single glow, but the time he was living in was going slow...
