Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

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Steal a Rainbow

It's impossible to steal a rainbow, as much as it is impossible to steal true love.
 
If I could steal a rainbow
Would you appreciate me more?
I know you love all colours,
harmonized in a kaleidoscope of dyes,
pastel mixtures of inexplicable art.
 
But to steal a rainbow,
I'd have to trudge the earth,
sail over shimmering seas
or slog down verdant vales.
And if I do arrive somewhere
where a rainbow might begin,
I'd find it’s just an illusion,
a myth like the crock of gold
that elves leave at its foot
to enrich whoever really finds it.
But who has ever found a crock of gold?
 
So if you really want from me
to get you a big whopping rainbow,
I'll know that you loved me not,
that your kisses meant nothing,
that your caresses were for someone else.
And I, alas, am but a shadow,
an unattainable, fictitious illusion
who'll live to my despair?

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Jennifer Proxenos April 24, 2023 at 8:44 AM I love your imagination, so vivid in this write, how does one steal a rainbow, there is no tangible evidence to prove its existence, it is merely a refraction of light, so how would you steal it, and how and why would someone who you thought loved you, ask for something so unattainable, so illusional on that persons part, might as well try and catch a sun's ray. Great poem Victor. HUGS, BLESSINGS, JENNIFER.

Sara Kendrick April 24, 2023 at 2:46 AM I wonder how many have searched for the pot of gold, also, how many have tried to gain what someone else wanted but lost their soul. Thanks for sharing this one and dropping by my page. Sara

Andrea Dietrich April 23, 2023 at 8:19 AM A deep one, with a great metaphor for your meaning, Victor

Evelyn Judy Buehler April 22, 2023 at 12:52 PM I love the engaging dialogue and the poem's fantastic images, such as, the idea of stealing a rainbow, in itself. Nice work, my friend. :)

Mystic Rose Rose April 22, 2023 at 12:08 PM If you must steal a rainbow to make her happy then it isn't true love. True love is contended in sharing the colors with you, from below, :)

Daniel Turner April 22, 2023 at 11:30 AM Great concept and lesson Victor. Stealing a rainbow is an original thought and love is worth more than all the rainbows ever produced. A pleasure to read you today.

Eve Roper April 22, 2023 at 10:19 AM as you said a rainbow is not an easy task to fine the end, the illusion moves the closer you move. Like the verse.

Tania Kitchin April 22, 2023 at 6:49 AM Victor, a sad poem, well penned, glad to see you back on PS.

Kim Rodrigues April 22, 2023 at 6:22 AM Very nice! I know you love all colours, harmonized in a kaleidoscope of dyes, pastel mixtures of inexplicable art...but what you want and need is true love!

Joanna Daniel April 22, 2023 at 2:57 AM Hi Victor, a wonderful poem on the true meaning of love, it's beyond getting the rainbow or the moon and stars, delighted to see you after a while:)

Valsa George April 22, 2023 at 2:11 AM You have plucked a rainbow from the skies to be gifted to your love. But even without it, she will continue to love you ever and ever. Happy to see you after a few days' gap, dear Victor.

Alexis Y. April 22, 2023 at 12:37 AM WoW! Victor, What a well-written write from start to finish. It's unattainable to catch a rainbow. And one’s true love would never ask their lover to do so. Because their love is good enough. I enjoyed the read, my friend. Have a good weekend:-) Alexis

Shirley Hawkins April 21, 2023 at 9:46 PM A rainbow is unobtainable, but true love lasts forever. If you find true love, you will never look for the end of a rainbow. It is a fruitless endeavour. I hope you are keeping well, Victor. I loved this verse. Shirley

Beryl Edmonds April 21, 2023 at 6:29 PM With all good intentions sadly it’s true, stealing a rainbow would be impossible to do. Your true love was worth more than all the gold in that fictitious crock pot. A truly magnificent write Victor… Belle

Anne-Lise Andresen April 21, 2023 at 12:30 PM - If you steal the rainbow I would be sad...let it shine in its colors in the sky for us all to enjoy :) - Love cannot be bought with money or gold... - your kisses and your love were all she wanted, Victor - A wonderful poem, my friend - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs