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Poetry By: numnums

Everyone loves rainbows :D analogy poem again! im in a very happy mood right now so i wrote a happy poem :D

Haha don't you love it when I don't make sense? :3 bleh. stupid roselle is stupid.

enjoy! :)

Submitted:Nov 27, 2012    Reads: 63    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


It's alright.

When you look up at the sky,

There's a seven-colored bridge.

That let's us finally smile after we're done crying.


Each born under a different sky,

Our skies hold different memories for us.

You have your stories,

As well as tears that I don't know about.


Probably, in a time period when I was smiling heartily,

You were weeping instead.

We might share similar joy,

But for sure we don't have the same grief.


When we're retying our shoelace,

The wind pushes us on our back.

We fall down, get hurt,

But we pick ourselves back up again.


Sad times will be sad no matter what,

but it's just like one of the seasons

That come and go through time,

so don't rush the arrival of happiness.


It's alright, I'm right here.

It's alright, I'm not going anywhere else.

When you're ready to start running again,

I'll run with you.


You once tried to build a bridge by hiding away,

but now you have thrown away your umbrella

And closed your eyes,

Feeling the tears of the sky on your skin.


It's alright. When you look up at the sky,

There's a seven-colored bridge.

It's right in your sky,

Since you've finished crying.


Don't you see it with its bright colors?

I see it too.The same rainbow that we see

arching over the sky

Is what we call our bond.




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