If Life Is a Rainbow, Are You My Vibgyor

The mornings are pallid now So is the sky. Can't feel my senses now My hands are all dry. Will the monsoon come, I still wonder. Will the fireflies, luster fire. Beneath the tracks of sorrow and grief Will the light rains, catalyze bliss. A summer, says some. Some chilly winter Happy moments are there, in between laughter. Smiles are rare now, so is you Interrogation is all, this poem will do. I will ask none, nor will I go. Colors will melt and mix with snow. Remember the sky once missed the rainbow Some found love. Some sketched sorrow.