Rainbow... Poem by Deepak Calyampoondi

Tender smile from her full lips,
in that moment without her thoughts does slip,
even in the sadness of the my moments,
i look upon her, seldom fail to comment.

she is filled with love for colors,
Streaks of which, she paints in nature.
After thoughts is she, after a rainfall,
i watch her radiance, where she gives her colors for all.

Like are they seven days in a week,
she bears seven colors, people often wonder and speak.
Her beautiful body as she bends, and grows,
people do raise their heads and their brow,
as it's the time of a rainbow.