Poems About Rain Published by Members Recently Online
#rain
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th May 2020 11:25pm
16th May 2020 11:25pm
Windshield
Flash flood
I-95
Traffic stopped
Wait it out
I-95
Traffic stopped
Wait it out
#rain
#art
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20 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th May 2020 11:25pm
16th May 2020 11:25pm
Windshield
Flash flood
I-95
Traffic stopped
Wait it out
I-95
Traffic stopped
Wait it out
#rain
#art
341 reads
20 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
When looking in your eyes
At the bus station
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#graveyard #PopCulture
#graveyard #PopCulture
226 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
When looking in your eyes
At the bus station
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#graveyard #PopCulture
#graveyard #PopCulture
226 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
When looking in your eyes
At the bus station
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#graveyard #PopCulture
#graveyard #PopCulture
226 reads
1 Comment
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
4th Nov 2023 2:07am
When looking in your eyes
At the bus station
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
Friday
That day our eyes first caught
the others reflection
A grayish blue
was the hue
The compassion of one that runs
to pick up a fallen companion
Behind blue eyes though
We hide our shadows
If that which is concealed
for what ever the reason maybe
Can not be discarded
then surely it shall return
Howling
Haunting
creeping
Clawing at the very essence within
Over the years watching you battle
Through the trauma
the agony
the scars...
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#graveyard #PopCulture
#graveyard #PopCulture
226 reads
1 Comment
Cipher_O
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
653 reads
14 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
653 reads
14 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
653 reads
14 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
653 reads
14 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
18th Jun 2021 9:41am
Epilogue of Rain
The epilogue of the rain
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
sounds like quelling silence.
A solve unto my pain -
a mystery I cannot solve.
Maybe I am insane -
I have long thought but never said.
because…
being insane was something that always made me proud.
Does that make me insane?
I guess I just didn’t want to be the same
as all those people in the crowd.
I guess I just wanted my silence to be loud
and vanquish the seeds sown
by lying scheming manipulative powers that be
that write the script of you and me
...
#dark
#rain
#honesty
#rebellion
#dystopian
653 reads
14 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
7th Jul 2023 11:49pm
7th Jul 2023 11:49pm
A wet days play
#lust
#sex
#rain
395 reads
4 Comments
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