A Rainbow At Islamabad Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Welcome, welcome bow of colors,
Soothing mild rains, sun once again,
Looking pacified, love odors,
Where has gone his red stain?

His face is pale, so he is in love,
Mating birds, an evening of dance,
Having learnt love from a flying dove,
A smiling rainbow, calling to romance!

The earth is pleased and making up,
For breaking the fast somewhere outside,
Dear old earth, hurry up, hurry up,
Before it sets, it's looking for a bride.