Poems About Rain Published by Members Recently Online
#rain
Seed
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
Brighter Days
Morning rain and afternoon storms
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#storm
331 reads
4 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
Brighter Days
Morning rain and afternoon storms
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#storm
331 reads
4 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
Brighter Days
Morning rain and afternoon storms
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#storm
331 reads
4 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
Brighter Days
Morning rain and afternoon storms
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#storm
331 reads
4 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
9th Dec 2022 4:40am
Brighter Days
Morning rain and afternoon storms
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
Today yearns for yesterday's sun
Yesterday, bright and balmy, dreams
Of a year of summer
I once lived in the sun
But today with the gentle tears
Of a rain shower
Today cries itself to sleep
As night closes in
I am the moon and the morrow
I was yesterday, but am now today
The sun no longer shines on me
Dark days and a deluge of rain
But I still remember the sun,
I remember the dream
And what could have been
So, I cry with the rain
And dream of brighter days
#hope
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#storm
331 reads
4 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Poem Published
22nd May 2021 3:32pm
22nd May 2021 3:32pm
Existence
Tiny drops of water slowly running down my windowpane
like, playing connect the dots
and I watch them condense and fall.
thinking what would it be to be like a raindrop?
Hugging the first object it impacts,
hanging on for dear life (only just)
then slowly fading away.
I ponder their existence.
It gradually fades into grey in the nothingness of a thunderstorm.
I suddenly realize what I really want!!
To be engulfed by the rain's melodic voice.
So I walk into the rain, and I dance;
letting every drop wash away my fears and...
like, playing connect the dots
and I watch them condense and fall.
thinking what would it be to be like a raindrop?
Hugging the first object it impacts,
hanging on for dear life (only just)
then slowly fading away.
I ponder their existence.
It gradually fades into grey in the nothingness of a thunderstorm.
I suddenly realize what I really want!!
To be engulfed by the rain's melodic voice.
So I walk into the rain, and I dance;
letting every drop wash away my fears and...
#rain
#philosophical
354 reads
2 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Poem Published
22nd May 2021 3:32pm
22nd May 2021 3:32pm
Existence
Tiny drops of water slowly running down my windowpane
like, playing connect the dots
and I watch them condense and fall.
thinking what would it be to be like a raindrop?
Hugging the first object it impacts,
hanging on for dear life (only just)
then slowly fading away.
I ponder their existence.
It gradually fades into grey in the nothingness of a thunderstorm.
I suddenly realize what I really want!!
To be engulfed by the rain's melodic voice.
So I walk into the rain, and I dance;
letting every drop wash away my fears and...
like, playing connect the dots
and I watch them condense and fall.
thinking what would it be to be like a raindrop?
Hugging the first object it impacts,
hanging on for dear life (only just)
then slowly fading away.
I ponder their existence.
It gradually fades into grey in the nothingness of a thunderstorm.
I suddenly realize what I really want!!
To be engulfed by the rain's melodic voice.
So I walk into the rain, and I dance;
letting every drop wash away my fears and...
#rain
#philosophical
354 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
Wind Witch
She doesn't need an umbrella
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
#nature
#hope
#dreams
#rain
#books
1009 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
Wind Witch
She doesn't need an umbrella
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
#nature
#hope
#dreams
#rain
#books
1009 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
Wind Witch
She doesn't need an umbrella
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
#nature
#hope
#dreams
#rain
#books
1009 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
Wind Witch
She doesn't need an umbrella
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
#nature
#hope
#dreams
#rain
#books
1009 reads
17 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
2nd Oct 2018 00:51am
Wind Witch
She doesn't need an umbrella
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
to trace the Wind Witches' route
between flooded crevices of page
They were born of a deluge
their desert emerald quartz
sprouting striped red and purple;
succulent birth of disturbed soil
whose prickly plumage created
sirens in barren wastelands
Mercury rises, his molten heat
fries floral axils to the bone
leaving skeletal thistles bleached
A zephyr snaps immigrant spines ...
#nature
#hope
#dreams
#rain
#books
1009 reads
17 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Rain Published by Members Recently Online
