Of Endings
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Of Endings
This seems to be a never-ending saga of frustration, failure, pain, healing, rejection, hate ---when will these stop? How can one begin when all these are pulling me back? I need answers.

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Of Beginnings
We pause. We think. What happens next? We put ourselves in focus but still lose it. And then the worse happens. We come to a complete stop. And it doesn't do us good. Moving forward is not happening. Must it be the circumstances, the people? Any thing is motivation enough, if you put your heart right through it.
We embark on a new journey, or try to. We try to jump start on what we think we could hold onto. But still, we fail. But with much hope, I I pray that this is the start of my beginnings.
Of Rainbows
A spectrum of colors, seemingly endless. Its presence gives hope and happiness and possibly an answer to somebody else's wish or prayer. A ray of positivity to most, but to a few - nothing fancy but a display in the sky.
After the Great Flood, the rainbow was a promise from God that that great disaster would never happen again. Almost always, we expect that there's a pot of gold at its end. Is there really?
When everything else fails, we seem to think that the rainbow has no end.