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Seanathon Oct 4
The most ardent kiss which the asphalt will ever know
  Is when mother nature bows her head
    Purses her clouded cotton lips  
      And gently drops a trillion kisses on a square stretch of highway
        Until they puddle up in joyful memory
          And the autobahn is lost in a contented, smitten, bliss
Raindrops Over The Autobahn
Did you hear?
The sound of wind
It’s coming around, this wing
Glossy blue turned darkening hues
Tress matching the rhythm of aves
Humming the welcoming sonnet of rain
Sprinkling spell of grace
Smiling toddlers dancing in rain
Steamy cuppas and cookies are arranged
Enjoying the time of year, Rain
Spreading wings enchanting
Drip! Drip!
a soothing warm blanket to sleep in
Did you hear?
The sound of wind
It finally came
Diva of all being
Carmen Jane Sep 12
Staring at the end of the beginning
Doubtful of all the raindrops in her life
There's a flower who can't stop pinning
Her dried leaves on the powerful sun

Her roots are searching in the dark
Her leaves are questioning  the wind
And yet she finds the giving spark
On her petals, by the sun, kissed.
I wish I was a rain drop,
There's never a same stop.
I would always be together,
There will always be a space to gather.
I want to dive into the swimming pool
Before I dive into your heart
Hugging you in the water is an indescribable feeling

The sound of the heavy rain pouring down at the pool
Your face surrounded by raindrops
And a feeling of warmth in a cold water

Kiss me under the rain
Poetic T Aug 5
I was swollen in
  the whirlpool of coffee

Tsunamis of headache

But when the waves of coffee beans
               collected on my shores

I trod upon them, crushed and slowly
                               roasted under repeated waves.

And then they washed over me,
                            caffeine drops falling
               like rain on my senses.

When I was drenched,
                      calmness fell upon my mind,
                     And I was myself once again.
ALesiach Jul 24
darkened sky rumbles
lightning strikes flashes deep
steady blue raindrops falling

ALesiach © 8/2016
rain sprung,
as bells clang,
leaves withered,
as my skin felt the chill,
from the winds that pass by a river.

as i contemplate through my thoughts,
my mind crumpled like paper that is tossed,
and raindrops started falling, bit by bit,
second by second,
'till a violent rain came and rushed in without any doubt.

life has been violent,
problems never stopped,
failures were inevitable,
and that perspective has been my rain.

the rain that does'nt really go away,
but a rain that stays,
forever never measured that time it'll be with me,
but that rain is such a wonderful medley,
without it i may not be visible,
change can also not be feasible.

but there will come a time,
a sunshine will bring light,
and as that happens,
the raindrops will be a reminder,
that the sun never left your side.
M Solav Jul 14
We live on the ripples of a beating heart
Sailing wide across a great black sea
Each pulses like falling raindrops
As we drift on the surface of destiny

We know the struggles and the storms to come
Foundations the turmoils of passing winds
Are scattering on our way towards the sun
Were raised by none but the breathe of our will

We become landscapes the further we are drawn
Cold mountains, dense forests, oceans and such,
On our carved existence all promise to be found
As we roam from mood to mood, from thought to thought

We understand at last what the touch reconciles
When we start to realize what we had always known
That the world was always ours, and it dawns on our mind
That the rainfall had stopped while we’ve landed home
Written in June 2019 - for an exhibition in Peking.
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