The Black and White Rainbow

A Poem About A Person Who Reaches The Zenith Of Life But At Huge Costs

Drizzling across the gray sky,
Each drop resembles a person shy,
But from far below, All I see is
The Black and White Rainbow

Damp, wet and dry at the same time,
I regret crossing the line
Crimson tears are now all that flow,
All I see is The Black and White Rainbow

In my zeal for the peak, I never saw,
the last cries of family and friends, hurt by my own paw.
Desolate, pathetic and low,
All I see is The Black and White Rainbow

Maybe I'll have another chance
And colours will perhaps again dance.
Possibly I'll see the beautiful one again,
But this I know, All I see is The Black and White Rainbow

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