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RH 78 Jan 30
Green strips upon copper coloured chimneys.

Slushy puddles refill as the single line traffic churns up choke inducing fumes.

Frilly octagon honey comb with their black on polka dot polyester.

Grey meets black amongst hustle and bustle broken by car toot and shoe shuffle.

Pavement lights shape shift as rumble follows rumble.

Green strips upon copper coloured chimneys.
Head down to central London.... evoke the spirits of the past.. urban life carries on no matter what the weather... we get our fair share of wet in these parts!
Joie Yin Aug 2018
Today started with rain
As if it knew of my bad day.
If only I could start again
It's pointless thinking of yesterday.

Running out towards the car
I felt the droplets hitting me.
I'm lucky they weren't a tear
I have to shed and let troubles be.

Brushing off the droplets
As I turned on the radio.
If only I could brush away regrets
In order to let everything go.

Feeling heartbroken in silence
I couldn't tell anyone about it.
Like glass shattered into pieces
My fingers bleed as I collect it.

I told myself I shouldn't frown
Of yesterday's mistakes and error.
I turn the sand glass upside down
It's not too late for me to start over.

©Joie Yin
Joie Yin
Hannah Reber Oct 2018
His eyes dripped gold
Streaming colors
Her eyes beamed bold
Feeling wonders

Drip Drop the Droplets of Guilt

His heart sank low
Loosing soul
Her heart rose high  
Feeling whole

Drip the Droplets of Guilt

His life lost hope
Sinking fast
Her life ran far
Afraid to look back

The Droplets of Guilt

His cold end
Splitting chills
Her cold beginning
Never feeling real

Droplets of Guilt
soul Sep 2018
Droplets itself says let it drop as it will wash away all the negitivity in you
after a long time i wrote something
Rain gives me peace its droplets gave me a path to follow
Simra Sadaf Aug 2018
i. the morning dews,
droplets of moisture on the flowers,
a sharp breeze of air,
sounds of birds chirping,
I see the sun rising from the horizon,
I search for you there.

ii. Twenty Love Poems and a
Song of Despair in my hand,
the flow of poetry,
his numerous poems,
Pablo Neruda's verses,
I search for you there.

iii. the noon time heat,
the bees buzzing,
tearing petals of a beautiful flower,
******* honey from nectar to nectar,
taking away its mirth,
to build his beehive,
I search for you there.

iv. a tree by the river,
the exuberance of its growth,
it was once fresh with green leaves,
seasons changed,
spreading its branches,
now it stands leafless,
I search for you there.

v. the arrival of dusk,
ecstatic shine of the moon,
I once saw you shine in
ways brighter than the moon,
these confusing hues and
illuminating shades of twilight,
I search for you there.

vi. the merciless pounding of waves
against the sandy shore,
on an uneventful day,
it turned into a tsunami wave,
the velocity of it,
took lives in abundance,
I search for you there.
mint Jan 2018
if only the earth did not separate us
i hear the droplets falling to the ground, hitting my roof
tapping at the neighbors chimes

“I love you.” you would say.

i smile sadly

I love you too

you are not there to hear me and your words, not even that

the pitter patter of the rain continues tonight

i love you

ahah...

i breathe in the cool air

i love you
i feel unspeakably empty. unspeakably calm.
Ryan Poplett Dec 2017
Wandering lines of water
Lost, flowing through the glass; not
known not certain,

A fragment of a lost source, vanished from begotten source,
Etching lines, deep lines, an impression into
Glass with a responsibility, a sire to
That which ridicules the world that
Stands avast in light that wanders past the eyes,
Eyes of wonder,
Peering to that beyond yonder,

A world of ink, flowing through the vast
Cacophony of falling waves, crashing, raging,
Violet indignation.
Cursing the gazing sun that holds the world
In yonder;
A pair of open arms,
Closed
To the passion that precedes the red velvet that amasses in the east.
An army that shall never cease.
They ponder on silent dreams as they plough
Through the sea that never fails
To open up the arms of isolation.
Jayantee Khare Jul 2017
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((  ))
((        )))
(the desires)
(are the~droplets)
(Soothing~pleasant,)
(when~~~~~~~~~~~fall)
(on~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~the)(heated~~~~~~~~~~~ea­rth,)
(desirable~~~~~~~and when)
(are in~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~excess)
(soaking~~~~~~~~~~~choking)
(flooding~~~­~irritating)
**(undesirable)
Desires exist
desirable
and
undesirable
both...
Rozelle Javier Oct 2016
The rain falls
Unrelenting, unpitying
Heavy droplets
Drenching everything on sight

The rain falls
Unperturbed, unassuming
Pulling on sleepy eyelids
On lachrymose days like today

The rain falls—
Wipes away my tears
Takes away my loneliness
Washes away my love for you
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