VIBGYOR

It’s starting to rain.

A drop just had it’s perfect landing on my palm and made me disappear into a puddle of sorrowful thoughts

Of those circumstances when my strongest desires didn’t make the ends meet,

Of all the love that I let go of my grasp,

Of all the lies, that have weaved themselves a safe nest in my heart.

And as I stood there, retracing the path that led to those miseries

I saw a faint hue of violet, followed by indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, and red in the sky.

And I couldn’t but smile at the colour laden sky.

‘Its starting to clear! Look up!’