#raindrops poems on Hello Poetry

May Oct 2016

Rainbow

The rainbow her beauty
Raindrops was her falling tears
Through the rays of hopes

#broken #beauty #raindrops #rainbowcolours

Erin Suurkoivu Sep 2016

The sting of raindrops,
a thirst for outdoors.
Dusk, and the
whisper of leaves,
a certain silence. The evening hangs
still. I want to observe the
moment of change,
the discovery of strength,
a joining.

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#strength #change #silence #outdoors #still #observe #discovery #evening #raindrops #dusk

Table For Two Sep 2016

Drops of Rain

They told me to listen to the raindrops,
And how they beat pitter-patter on the rooftops.
But there is no rooftop on this broken home.
And rain doesn’t “pitter-patter” over it,
It drowns it out.
And now, submerged under water,
I cannot hear anything.
Except the pitter-patter of my heart,
As I’m looking at you.
We’re here, dancing and drowning in the raindrops.
And now, the only pitter-patter we hear is our feet on the floor of this ocean house.
The waves carrying us in any direction in sees fit.
And now, when they tell us to listen to the raindrops,
We won’t be able to hear them.
Because we are now the raindrops.
Pitter-patter.

X*X

#poem #poet #home #dance #listen #waves #swim #drown #raindrops #rooftops

Snehith Kumbla May 2016

soft whose arrows are

how it descends
parachuting an
expansive heart,
soft whose arrows are...

to get drenched
is our choice, not
the sky's victory
or defeat; bliss...

a bridge betwixt
ether, earth, of a
peacock's throat,
dripping song...

The first rain of the season finally arrived in my city past midnight on May 10, 2016.

#rain #nature #water #season #bliss #wet #monsoon #raindrops #drops #peacock

Julia Elise May 2016

if

if all my fears were water, i'd be drowning.
if all my thoughts were tears, i'd be a river.
if all my worries were raindrops, i'd be a storm.
and
if all my love were puddles, i'd flood the earth.

#love #rain #thoughts #water #ocean #fears #raindrops

RazanSidErani May 2016

When Empty husks Burn Down

There was thunder and there were black skies.
I was on the roof of my apartment building.
there I was.

It wasn't all that tall. Three stories.
I wasn't sure if that was good enough.
Just before that.
My sister was in the hall.
She was reading I think.
I had just showered. Before the power went out.

The rooms were occasionally lighted by the thunder.
Just for a second. I was lying on my bed.
I didn't wear pants because I couldn't see where the closet was.
It was dark and the power was out.
It still didn't rain.

I heard something splatter.
I get up.
I sit there still of a second.
Minutes.
I lie back down.
I've a terrible headache.
I get up after a while and feel nauseate.

It wasn't something I ate. I look around.
My parents aren't around. It wouldn't matter.
They would be famous soon for all the wrong reasons.

I think about how funny it'll be if I snort some ibuprofen.
I get up and drink some water.
I walk out to see the sky.

I keeping walking.
I think about how it'll be from the roof.
So I climb up the stairs and I keep going till I reach the top.
I look around and see that the power has come on.
I stand up on my tip toes to have a better view and then I look around.

It's still thundering.
I get up higher on the ledge now.
I think of myself.
My father thinks I am a liability.
I think I am a liability.

He said he doesn't have anything for me.
I have nothing for me either.
I think and I think and then look down.

I see myself lying there yet I'm here.
On the roof. I look down and I see myself lying there
but I'm here on the roof.
I look down and I see myself without life.
My head is open, bright red spilling out.
The rest is white noise. I look down and I'm no longer on the roof.

The rain finality falls.
It dilutes my blood to light pink.
Just the colour I liked when I was small.
The rain carries my blood away from my head.
My family doesn't even know

#blood #common #pink #fingertips #raindrops #emptyhusks #pinstripedshirts #emptyroof #wiseoldoak

Pauline Morris Apr 2016

The Dance

Can't you see the tiny storm cloud
With it's thunder cracks so loud
Feeling the gentle rain caress my skin
A thousand tiny kisses felt so deep within
To pirouette between the drops
Quickly losing all the agonizing thoughts
Spining and changing with the wind, a tango of prefect grace
I taste the rain upon my lips, as the lighting splashes light across my face
An exceptional balance of beauty and the beast
Absorbing the fierce energies release
Dancing in the storm's sweet rain
Relieving the searing pain

#rain #clouds #storm #thunder #raindrops

taia Apr 2016

hushed (haiku)

the pitter-patter
of raindrops hitting windows
lulls me into sleep

i'm tired

#sleep #rain #window #raindrops

Sarah Mar 2016

Raindrops

Here we stand. In front of each other. Raindrops roll off our faces.
There's no need to say a word.
We just stand here. In the rain. But we don't notice the drops.
There's no need to speak.
We're connected.
Here, in the rain.

As always for my love. ♥

#love #feelings #rain #raindrops #connected #theone #nospeaking

Fidelia Chan Xue Ning Jan 2016

Raindrops

Little droplets
Tiny, cold things upon the palm,
Distanced a little further
to the fingertip,
Drops, inch a little nearer
Tingles now around my neck.

Cold, light shower droplets of wet due,
I feel them at the crown of my head,
Coolness replacing heat of fury,
The droplet,
It runs down from the forehead,
Streams to the lips,
Tastes of cool dew-like water
Fresh from the skies.

Little rumbles to my left and right.
Cold wind brushes through,
Tip of the hair swept across my wet cheek,
Little cold tingles,
I still feel them all over my skin.
Wind, wind, blows.
All the heaviness beneath,
Breathe, fly away.
Away with the wind, heat of sorrows.
Let ice build its castle now.

#inspiration #raindrops