Gone are days
When rainbow stays,
In the ocean-blew sky
Which reflected in my inward eye!

The rainbow fills
With the colour of wills,
The will to fly high
In the bluest sky.

The will to cry so loud
And reach upto each cloud,
The will to drench in rain
And collect all dew-drops in the pebbled brain.

Alas! now, rainbow disappears
From the morbid-white sky infectuous,
O, rainbow! where've you been gone?
Please, fill your colours in my life's yarn!

Dr. Mukund S. Bhandari