Long Poems About Rain
#rain
13
Poem Published
19th Sep 2022 12:06pm
19th Sep 2022 12:06pm
DENV
It was like any autumn afternoon.
High humidity, bright sun. Life bustling as usual.
I was on my way to work when I began to feel the first signs of discomfort. An isolated chill; pins on my bones. A gentle touch was enough to rattle the shield. I couldn’t have known what was to follow. In the middle of my day, the chill had transformed into a full-blown fever. Rising heat. Spiking pain. Every step, a test of strength. It wasn’t my first rodeo so I persisted. Little did I know, that my journey back home was going to introduce me to a new circle of hell.
Crippling pain had...
High humidity, bright sun. Life bustling as usual.
I was on my way to work when I began to feel the first signs of discomfort. An isolated chill; pins on my bones. A gentle touch was enough to rattle the shield. I couldn’t have known what was to follow. In the middle of my day, the chill had transformed into a full-blown fever. Rising heat. Spiking pain. Every step, a test of strength. It wasn’t my first rodeo so I persisted. Little did I know, that my journey back home was going to introduce me to a new circle of hell.
Crippling pain had...
#rain
#memories
#illness
#suffering
#nightmares
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Betty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 4:14pm
8th Jul 2022 4:14pm
Category Five - Direct Hit
A nail from a
missing shingle
caught my
leggings
as I watched the
bloated carcass
of my neighbor’s dog
drift past
the rain gutters.
I could hear survivor
cries in the distance
and I added my
voice to theirs
in some vain
hope that
helicopter
salvation,
was real.
Beneath my cold
wet,
shoeless,
body
lies the
sodden
remains of
a life.
My grandpa’s ashes
bobbing...
missing shingle
caught my
leggings
as I watched the
bloated carcass
of my neighbor’s dog
drift past
the rain gutters.
I could hear survivor
cries in the distance
and I added my
voice to theirs
in some vain
hope that
helicopter
salvation,
was real.
Beneath my cold
wet,
shoeless,
body
lies the
sodden
remains of
a life.
My grandpa’s ashes
bobbing...
#rain
#storm
#water #obsession
#water #obsession
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12 Comments
druidicheirophant
Poem Published
4th Apr 2022 6:44pm
4th Apr 2022 6:44pm
POEMSTEENGEROTE THAT TOOK OVER WHOLE PLANET
MYSTICAL TOMES - SORCEROUS GRIMOIRES
YOU SHOULDN'T BE READING THESE SPITS, THEY ARE ENCHANTED FORMULAS VEILED IN DARK SCRIPTS, ONLY MEANT FOR SORCERERS AND INITIATES, YOUR BLISS AND YOUR PSYCHIC GIFTS WILL BE RAVAGED TO SHITS, MY VICIOUS CULTS AND NEFARIOUS SECTS, OF HALF SERPENT HALF ARYAN ADEPTS, WILL ASSEMBLE ONSLAUGHTS OF DISTRAUGHT BAPHOMETS, TO MARAUD YOUR HOMELANDS AND BURN WHATS LEFT, MY ERUDITION MIRRORS MY INTENTIONS, I AM A SHAPE SHIFTING REPTILIAN PRESENCE, THAT FADES IN AND OUT OF DIMENSIONS, I HAVE NUMEROUS WHORES AND DARK QUEENS, THAT ARE SUPERIOR ANGELIC BEINGS, AS I AM...
YOU SHOULDN'T BE READING THESE SPITS, THEY ARE ENCHANTED FORMULAS VEILED IN DARK SCRIPTS, ONLY MEANT FOR SORCERERS AND INITIATES, YOUR BLISS AND YOUR PSYCHIC GIFTS WILL BE RAVAGED TO SHITS, MY VICIOUS CULTS AND NEFARIOUS SECTS, OF HALF SERPENT HALF ARYAN ADEPTS, WILL ASSEMBLE ONSLAUGHTS OF DISTRAUGHT BAPHOMETS, TO MARAUD YOUR HOMELANDS AND BURN WHATS LEFT, MY ERUDITION MIRRORS MY INTENTIONS, I AM A SHAPE SHIFTING REPTILIAN PRESENCE, THAT FADES IN AND OUT OF DIMENSIONS, I HAVE NUMEROUS WHORES AND DARK QUEENS, THAT ARE SUPERIOR ANGELIC BEINGS, AS I AM...
#dark
#rain
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
10th Feb 2022 11:56pm
10th Feb 2022 11:56pm
Softly Kissing In The Rain
Mm… my love, you’ve escaped into my world of dreams
Kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the Heavens above
You softly caressed my face
Tasting the honeyed nectar off my sweet lips
Whispered promises of endearments in my ear
Mm... slowly undressing me, peeling off layers of waiting in eagerness
Needing the warmness of his muscular body melting against mine
Hungering for the reasoning sound of his baritone voice
He laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals
Passion and gentleness mirrored in his eyes as he gazed down into...
Kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the Heavens above
You softly caressed my face
Tasting the honeyed nectar off my sweet lips
Whispered promises of endearments in my ear
Mm... slowly undressing me, peeling off layers of waiting in eagerness
Needing the warmness of his muscular body melting against mine
Hungering for the reasoning sound of his baritone voice
He laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals
Passion and gentleness mirrored in his eyes as he gazed down into...
#rain
#night
#lover
#sensual
#passion
425 reads
10 Comments
Italianstallion
Patrick C.
Patrick C.
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2021 1:35am
2nd Jan 2021 1:35am
Get wet
#sex
#rain
418 reads
1 Comment
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
12th Nov 2020 7:59am
12th Nov 2020 7:59am
the truth is out(age) there.
Hurricanes & tropical storms always seem to blow through in the middle of the night.
My power just went out.
Joy.... (sarcasm)
I'm not sure this is common knowledge, but it's still hot here.. like, I have to run my AC , kinda hot.
No power = No air conditioning = Miserable Blue
I'm going to do a dance (in my head) of quick power restoration to the power God's!
I have my two extra cell batteries charged,
as well as an extra laptop battery.
I also have it all plugged into my portable small battery charging hub thingamajigy......
My power just went out.
Joy.... (sarcasm)
I'm not sure this is common knowledge, but it's still hot here.. like, I have to run my AC , kinda hot.
No power = No air conditioning = Miserable Blue
I'm going to do a dance (in my head) of quick power restoration to the power God's!
I have my two extra cell batteries charged,
as well as an extra laptop battery.
I also have it all plugged into my portable small battery charging hub thingamajigy......
#dark
#power
#rain
#storm
#StreamOfConsciousness
320 reads
15 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 12:35pm
9th Oct 2020 12:35pm
Of the Daily Dream Déjà vus In Recurring Leitmotifs... & Their Forever Ageing Feltness
they first paint thin, and
pale... over and over again
ploying as precursive coats
that sirens as pachydermously
trumpeting upbeat rambunctious
echoes... daring pretty enough
to dauntlessly throw down
their monotonous gauntlets..
for a free~ radically let out
rhapsodical sinuous wavelengths..
that collogue & converse as
characteristic accentuation
of their inherent earth tones
to the digging anew surreal highs
further lit up in the gathering
steely darkbluing...
pale... over and over again
ploying as precursive coats
that sirens as pachydermously
trumpeting upbeat rambunctious
echoes... daring pretty enough
to dauntlessly throw down
their monotonous gauntlets..
for a free~ radically let out
rhapsodical sinuous wavelengths..
that collogue & converse as
characteristic accentuation
of their inherent earth tones
to the digging anew surreal highs
further lit up in the gathering
steely darkbluing...
#love
#dreams
#rain
#spiritual
#surreal
340 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2020 6:32am
2nd Oct 2020 6:32am
An Insistent Denial of Truth (in all it's insistent interpretations)
Must remember're'call when the medicine
was swallowed
was ingested
was absorbed.
Where I'd lost our imprimatur, it's the first step toward the
freed'm of need, and
a ratified wanting, in
a spectacle of ranting.
Be'Damned if it hasn't begun storming, catacombs being the
only shelter from piercing
...
was swallowed
was ingested
was absorbed.
Where I'd lost our imprimatur, it's the first step toward the
freed'm of need, and
a ratified wanting, in
a spectacle of ranting.
Be'Damned if it hasn't begun storming, catacombs being the
only shelter from piercing
...
#death
#rain
#storm
#water
#graveyard
374 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
26th Jul 2020 11:20pm
26th Jul 2020 11:20pm
Rhetorical Life of Punk and Other
The latter days of Junk St, all the little
punks who threw such vexation
about, are becoming (to) their own
extinction. not to worry
anymore
but for
some
bran'new
badboys
y'can't
even see ...
punks who threw such vexation
about, are becoming (to) their own
extinction. not to worry
anymore
but for
some
bran'new
badboys
y'can't
even see ...
#sex
#death
#rain
#rainbow
#gratitude
274 reads
6 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
7th Jul 2020 2:51pm
7th Jul 2020 2:51pm
Rain Music
As I sit and listen to the
Water dropping beats almost
like it was falling out
the sky for me so I start to spit acoustically , I am in sync with the rhythm on fleek tuned in And watching the silver drops hit the
street In its own Melody
I am in love with the rain
and how it falls free I wonder
if it speaks to the ocean and the seas
The same way that it speaks to me
The sound sometimes can put me to sleep because it puts me at peace
As I sip my mug of hot gunpowder tea
It blends together...
Water dropping beats almost
like it was falling out
the sky for me so I start to spit acoustically , I am in sync with the rhythm on fleek tuned in And watching the silver drops hit the
street In its own Melody
I am in love with the rain
and how it falls free I wonder
if it speaks to the ocean and the seas
The same way that it speaks to me
The sound sometimes can put me to sleep because it puts me at peace
As I sip my mug of hot gunpowder tea
It blends together...
#rain
#nature
#WritingPoetry
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
13th May 2020 1:09am
13th May 2020 1:09am
~In Search Of The Dreams & Rains of Transcendence
1.
((the visceral anatomy of a Transcendence))
the fuming yellows of this summer eve
how is a dimlit gloomy breakout in quick
mutable blindness... the
extremities switch such in never touching
yet running close subtle collimations , as if
serially in connectedness .. of
separate events that kill selves before the
other ushers..
(only the stency
ammoniacal sweat zones
of a verboten sticky hotness skins remain
as a self~ stigmatized decoupaged image...
((the visceral anatomy of a Transcendence))
the fuming yellows of this summer eve
how is a dimlit gloomy breakout in quick
mutable blindness... the
extremities switch such in never touching
yet running close subtle collimations , as if
serially in connectedness .. of
separate events that kill selves before the
other ushers..
(only the stency
ammoniacal sweat zones
of a verboten sticky hotness skins remain
as a self~ stigmatized decoupaged image...
#love
#rain
#rebirth
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
29th Apr 2020 10:49pm
29th Apr 2020 10:49pm
RAINY ROMANTIC NIGHT
I crave to imagine you are here with me
Clenching me tight
Never setting me free...
On this rainy romantic night.
Both eyeing as rain dots off a tree.
The moment perceptions right
as we can clearly see
Our eyes that stare
To one, another's pupil light...
That glows in a strong flare
Masking in Warm and gentle care
Our faces gleam blue bright
Gently, you fondle with my long hair.
As now all settle amazingly right
Now...
Clenching me tight
Never setting me free...
On this rainy romantic night.
Both eyeing as rain dots off a tree.
The moment perceptions right
as we can clearly see
Our eyes that stare
To one, another's pupil light...
That glows in a strong flare
Masking in Warm and gentle care
Our faces gleam blue bright
Gently, you fondle with my long hair.
As now all settle amazingly right
Now...
#love
#romantic
#rain
480 reads
14 Comments
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