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In your smile, my dear, I:
See infinite beauty,
Sublime dreams,
Joy, happiness,
And hidden secrets.

Discover a safe haven
And a welcoming home.
Feel a moving ocean of love,
Have peace like a river.

Hear unspoken words,
Songs of the rain,
And melodies of birds.

Observe the birth of a new spring,
Sense the fragrance of tulips and roses,
Witness a rainbow of hope and inspiration
Listen to best wishes and heartfelt prayers

Read thousands of untold stories,
Watch the symphony of nature,
Behold sunshine, the full moon, and twinkling stars.

Hussein Dekmak
Sometimes, the summer you're dealt with needs long trousers.

Sometimes, you are wise to carry an umbrella and pack wellies in the boot.
Sometimes, the only warmth you get is from friends and family and from a Father who knows what storms to expect.
Sometimes, the brightness you find is the kind you get from laughter, not sunshine.
Sometimes, you need a board game, and to put the bucket and ***** away for another day.

Sometimes, the summer you're dealt with needs those long trousers Dad said to pack.

Dad knows.
In a field, camping, watching the rain.
After the demanding skipping of age
Aka coaching for NEET
The sky was losing its weight way home
I forgot umbrella at home
Actually I left it unbothered
I didn't have time to waste
To act upon the thought of it

So was the rain
Kissing my face
My sandal became wet and squishy
I looked around
And did what I never did
I took them off
Held them in my hand

I felt my feet after ages
I felt
The water, the road
The sand, the pulse
The life inside of me
Taken away from layer of comfort
I mean I def just used rain cliche metaphor
When I witnessed a rare fragility of the rain unbecoming—pouring its madness, tears following the wind that brings me to a place where I knew I witnessed an unfortunate crime, an absence of an absolute evil—cruel crime I would not be able to forget; the great tragedy of what was once.

It was all I saw.
It was all I felt.
It was all I knew.

The comfort and the gruesome thought of being a witness to it all—to the chaos, the fraudulent rage of the supposed love I knew; until I became a victim of it.

…and the absence of my answered prayer turned to basking in idiotic romantic fantasies I had built. All that interested me was the world I created inside this big rotten head of mine.

What an unfortunate time to be a witness in an unfortunate crime called: the absence of love.

While odd things create reality, dreams do come true, a bittersweet goodbye turns to a sweet return. All I know is once in a while, there comes an absence. How do I return the sparks back?
for the love that disappeared quietly. in a rushed hush tone, familiar random day a few years back.

song: lover, you should’ve come over - jeff buckley
Sometimes
You’re the heavy rain
that ends the thirst and drought.
Sometimes you’re the ocean
between the waves.
Sometimes
You’re the sunrise
That breaks the night.

Sometimes

You’re the train that never arrives.
Thoughts this morning. Feedback is appreciated.
how much is too moved?
more than a light year
and less than an inch
you can't grasp it either way

but isn't it easy
to imagine?

how much is not enough?
i guess as much as i don't have
which is enough to hold on to
easier said
than done

how much is lost forever?
i don't want to say
i just want you to hold me
and comfort me
like another stone in my pocket

(it looks better outside when it's raining)

and as the day pours down
i ache for all that we have lost
Steve Souza Jul 24
I remember.
Sweaty palms,  
Cherry bombs,
Sunday Psalms,
Your whoopin’s mom.
And I remember you...

Summer breeze,
Swaying trees,
Trembling knees,
Friday tease,  
Searching so
desperately.  
I remember you...

Do you feel the rain?
Yesterday’s rain.  
Yesterday’s rain.

You...
Met you cussin’
on the old bus,  
Lovely and delicious,  
Sketchy and suspicious.  
You - addictive and contagious…

Hoping you would notice.
Know this,
I remember you...

You..,
Thinking I’s a wise guy,  
Beautiful and wide eyed,
Giving me the side eyes,  
Wearing faded tie dye,
Ripping on your side
guy.    
I remember you...

Do you feel the rain?
Yesterday’s rain.  
Yesterday’s rain.  

I was really reckless.  
You were simply luscious,  
I could not resist us.  
I think you
stole my necklace.

Know this,
I fell in love
with you.  

I got your number, baby.
Dancing in the summer baby.  

But, you -
not falling
too...

Do you feel the rain?
With love there is
no justice.  
Just this
pain.  
And yesterday’s rain.  
Dancing in
yesterday’s rain.  

Yesterday’s rain.  
Yesterday’s rain.  
How, I fell in love
With you.
This song is best listened to - not read.

Music Video - https://youtu.be/vtVHcRGWLLI?si=yVcLnf_sMqjdUg3S

Also on Spotify.
JAMIL HUSSAIN Jul 23
We are connected not by fate or chain,
But by the fire that runs through joy and pain.

When I dissolve, thy breath shall still remain,
Calling my name in air, in mist, in rain—

And from that breath, the world shall rise anew:
A flame from ashes, and the skies from dew.
Breath Into Being 23/07/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
Raghu Menon Jul 22
The drizzling has stopped
Temporarily, maybe to take a gap
The winds are catching up
A lone hooting owl
A dog that howls afar

A little thunder far away
The winds chilling now
The rumblings can be heard
Rumblings of a distant rain.
rainy nights with light rains has its own music, of owls, dog, the drumming thunders, the rumblings ..
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