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After the Rain,
as the raindrops,
hits the ground,
is so soothing, and
relaxing,
such a wonderful sound,
to me, it's sleeping weather,
being inside is
so much better, because
of such a long drought,
there is no point in going out,
unless you have to,
on the contrary,
it is better to stay inside,
since there is no skies of blue, and
there is No Sunshine,
to Brighten your day,
but Rain clouds instead,
Filled with Skies of gray,
So, if you want my opinion,
to avoid the feeling of dread,
avoid the inclement-like weather, and
Just stay in bed!!!


B.R.
Date: 5/14/2025
lilli 3d
looming over a flower field
booming over a quiet sea
falling into an easy solitude
calling out to an empty chasm

when I asked you what you wanted
I never guessed it'd be me
when I asked what you needed
I didn't expect it to be anything

you looked otherworldly in that lighting
something ancient in me shattered
I just had to go down fighting
and risk my heart being battered

sitting in a bed of plush grass
spitting into saltwater
plunging into a suffocating silence
dispunging over a bottomless pit

thoughts breaking into glistening raindrops
knots tying messes into my stomach
decay taking over all my crevices
betrayal to every one of my senses
A short one, but still meaningful to me.
Zywa 6d
While withy branches

tap tick tack in the puddles -


the bells are ringing.
Poem "Bristol" (1945, John Betjeman)

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Collection "Moist glow"
Just like the raindrops
He appeared in my life out of nowhere

Befriended me with his charming voice

Calling out my name, in the pouring rain
Lending me his umbrella, not to get soaked

At that same moment,
The tips of his hands touching against mine
A pair of long and slender hands
Wet, soft, and yet beautiful

We become closer and closer as days flies
Without knowing how the story would end

His laughter is the best thing
I ever had in my whole life

Like a smile representing a full moon
Guiding me towards the light
In the alley of darkness

Enjoying the best of my life with him
I took everything for granted
His kindness, his love, and his heart

Then one day he disappeared
Without saying goodbyes
Without letting me know where

My world becomes collapsed
Broken and shattered —
Crying every night and day
Praying that he would come back

Days without him were like a living hell ~

Seasons have changed
Years have passed
Without knowing where he is about

Till one day
Learnt the truth that
He was terminally suffering from an illness

Oh he should have told me
He should have told me

That he was struggling
From the very beginning

He knew from the start
That he had to leave me one day
Whether he wants to or not

Our time together was brief
Yet Our moments together
Were precious beside the scar he gave me

Sometimes I despise him
For he is the one who approached me first
Fell for me first and left me first
With a hole in my heart

He was my first to everything ~ ~

First to befriend with me
First to teach me how to love
First to shower me with love

I've come to hate rainy days ~ ~

Every time the rain falls
Recalling our first encounter
My heart aches and my soul hurts
Teardrops fell through my eyes

Oh How would I know
How would I know

He would also leave me, left me

Like the sudden raindrops
Just like the sudden raindrops
TheAngryMilkwood Nov 2024
The earth so thirsty,
Like the burning in your throat.
Dead leaves no longer crunch,
But slide from underfoot.

Dust has turned to powder
Radiating from the scorched earth.
Trees standing motionless,
Branches extended in plea.

A whirl-wind whorls in the distance,
Devouring all in it's path,
With not a question asked.
Devastation.

Roofs uplifted and fallen,
Cries of anguish at the sky.
Why?
Despair turning to anger.

A crack,
A rattle,
A rumble.
And the heavens answer in a loud mumble.

Hope?
Anticipation?
Possibility, or
Relief?

And then ...
Plop, plop - a raindrop
The sound so profound,
That all prospect is drowned.

The storm comes to a head,
Deafening anger pours from heaven.

This is what you want?
Take it - a demand, not a request.
Will you ever be satisfied?

The dehydrated ground,
Drinking it's fill.  Till it no longer can.
Each drop, a promise of life,
Where earth has narrowly avoided strife.

The darkness lifts,
The sky now a lighter hue,
Where the sun peeks through
Shining yet another never-ending promise.

Steam rising,
Yes - hope uplifting.
The lingering sweet smell of rain
Dampening your skin.

Satisfied?
The rains in Africa
Zywa Oct 2024
Like raindrops tapping

on a roof, the pedals tick --


against the music.
Composition "******" (the god of the winds, 2023, Klaas de Vries) for *****, performed by Francesca Ajossa in the Organpark on October 12th, 2024

Collection "org anp ARK" #32
Merinda Oct 2024
My longing for you flew away in the storm
Ran after the flood
Drowned in an earthquake breaking fate
Landed on the deadly sun
Burst into raindrops
Touched my cheeks and putting a smile
I miss u
Malia Apr 2024
I’ve got a friend who has
Words like a drum,
Words like a drum,
Words like a drum.

You’ll feel it pass through you
With a heart-beating thrum,
Raindrops’ pitter patter echo
All she has done.

I’ve got a friend who has
Words that come down,
Heavy like leaden-footed
Giants abound.

She’ll take your breath away
And you’ll feel it in your bones,
It shakes down the mountains
Wherever she goes.

I’ve got a friend whose words
Land like a punch.
Staccato but it always hurts
Far too much.

She fights every battle
Like it’ll make her enough
For words filled with love
While hers are cold to the touch.
Savio Fonseca Aug 2023
Count the Raindrops,
falling in a Rainstorm.
Count the Leaves,
that are there on a Tree.
Count the Stars,
Up there in Heaven.
Count the Fishes,
Swimming out at Sea.
Take the Happiness,
of the Universe.
and Add them all,
to a Love that never Ends.
Her Heart,
will taste only Laughter
and Her Eyes,
will hold U until the End.
Kora Sani Apr 2022
raindrops danced
on top of the pavement
as I searched for a reason
to continue on

drenched in misery
i begged
to feel just a small mist
of what life had to offer

instead
this downpour
continued filling the gutters
and drains of my soul

and still
these raindrops danced
enjoying a brief moment
of bliss
before falling
to form puddles in my mind
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