The rain fell slowly on the zinc roof,
So softly yet so hard.
With it came the rainbow,
So pretty it was.
Arousing forgotten feelings and inert souls
So quickly it came.
And even faster when it left.
So softly yet so hard.
With it came the rainbow,
So pretty it was.
Arousing forgotten feelings and inert souls
So quickly it came.
And even faster when it left.
Leaving without a sparkle,
Neither trails nor traces.
Only thoughts and memories,
and a broke mould.
Who am i to blame,
Where should i look for,
Why did it come,
What am i looking for.
Was it the rain or the rainbow?
extracted from a facebook note.
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