Near the rainbow

Hiding behind a white cloud
Very different from the crowd
Saw a girl with a painting brush
Sounding like a melodious thrush

Her heart is lost and mind is low
Time has given her a real blow
Has lost her smile, lost her beauty
Says all that left is just some duty

Lost in her thoughts all the while
She is so sad but makes me smile
Purity and sacredness all in mingle
In uncanny voice calls herself VINKLE

Want to say her 'O my sis'
Wish God will give you all the bliss
You will get back the damsel's glow
With brush in your hand & near your RAINBOW!!!!!!!!