"raindrop" poems
Before long the summer sun will rise in London
Like the half of the Ge meets the other half.
Like a magic by the Lamp of Aladdin
The love flame hidden in the chest lights up!
Like a blooming rose in a glowing beam of light,
Like a smiling face speaks a gentle word,
Like a beautiful sunrise colour in the first light!
The summer in London will pop and sizzle
We will see a threshold in our land.
The rose for a while is tucked away
Off the winter and is given to the sun
Winter is not forever spring is on the corner
Come back in the sun with the early bird
Before Cinderella takes on the primrose path.
Keeping an eye on a thriller is in the winter’s field
Oozy ozone misty land gets a gingerly seasoning
What on earth will it strike, will it dish out?
Ah, the sun will pop out like a river breeze.
Like a southern song singing on a dream scene.
a smooth fairy dance facing the Moon
a thrill of exposing Stonehenge once and for all
a melodious raindrop in the serene pond
a butterfly dance on the rose
a turned on tall tale of the blue peacock
Like a pure belief in heaven without a pinch of salt!
Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
Sitting in some car in a forgotten parking lot
Grey marks the skies
Lush green plants peeping in
The wildlife of concrete and paint makes the perfect background
For
Little ***** of liquid heaven falling on my windscreen
And some music to complete the scene
Each guitar line synchronises with each raindrop
Each blast of power thunder hits hard like heavy metal
But the soft clouds, the gentle ebb and flow lull me to sleep
Whispering, persuading me to dream
But I really don't want to miss this shard of time
I never want to lose little moments like these
A silver raindrop is born by landing on my car
Crash landing, rather
The bubbling pocket of mystery travels down
Swerving and slamming into other fellow pockets in crime
It's life cycle completes when it reaches the bottom
It races to it's death, unable to stop gravity's plan for it
Each drop morphs into another, making a wave
The rain weaves an intricate web of waves
All strutting their sparkly magic before me
I sense a metaphor for humanity creeping in
Millions of crescendos growing about
Too concerned with their internal politics to worry about others
But I stay focused on the beauty all around
I wonder if heaven has rainy days
If so, this must be one of them
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 12:28 PM UTC
A rolling raindrop
and ax blade on the bark meet
At cross roads head long.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 2:38 PM UTC
Laying in my bed curled up
Acid in my throat because I didn’t eat
Clenching my fists around my blankets because I can’t sleep
Are you thinking of me?
Laying in a tent, uncomfortably,
Snuggling close to your fluffy white dog or your younger brother to stay warm.
Are you missing me?
No. Not the way I’m missing you
You’re not thinking of me the way I’m thinking of you
And though it means the world to me that a beautiful soul like yours is friends with a storm cloud like me, it shatters my heart into thousands of sharp, jagged pieces that you’re
~ just ~
my friend.
“I’m sorry but I need to know, is it mutual? It’s alright if it’s a no, I can handle it, I just want you...to be honest”
A pause...
Then the raindrop falls.
“Right now, it’s a no”
Ripples.
Right now.
Right now.
Right now.
No.
No.
No.
STOP.
I care about you so much, I know I need to let you go, so you would never read this, and I would never show anyone this.
It’s all swirling around in my chest, faster and faster until it explodes, word ***** and tears.
I love you.
I didn’t tell you I loved you, only that I had feelings for you.
Why bother? It would’ve made things more painful for me, more bitter for you.
But I can’t show you this.
I don’t want you to change.
I don’t want you to change the way you speak to me, to change your mind when you’re about to type a heart emoji,
to stop yourself after just saying “goodnight” and leave out the “baby”
This is my undoing, not yours, and I want you to keep letting me be your anchor, your shoulder, your shield, my open arms waiting to catch you when you tumble from your flight.
I can’t keep loving you, I can’t stop loving you.
I want to stop feeling at all.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 1:42 AM UTC
Just another raindrop in the rain
Just another person
lifeless and plain.
Just another drag to take me away.
Just another patient awaiting cancer and pain.
Just another weight to bare
Just another "I don't care"...
Just another wasted life
I can't tell you what it is
Impatiently waiting for the floor to fall from under my feet
constantly worry
about incomplete
can't compete
everything is
obsolete.
Just another raindrop in the rain
it trickles down the window pane
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 1:13 PM UTC
Bring me my palette board.
Bring me my paintbrush.
Look wide open, ask me not
if it’s full or a half glass.
The sea is babbling high,
The clouds swimming on the go.
Reach out to the sky!
Be quick, before a raindrop
spills off the rainbow bowl,
stirs the dew on the rosebud
at first sight of the
spring blooming fast.
So what if the sky won't
lend a blue patch away,
catch that close by,
slips through the fingers:
a pair of butterflies.
Does it matter if you say yes or no?
A piece of heaven is on earth!
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 8:28 PM UTC
A single raindrop falls from the sky,
depressed in its loneliness as it descends.
It lands and drips down a grassy slope,
alone and forgotten.
A single raindrop falls from the sky.
It falls from dark clouds and gloomy air.
It brings nothing but sadness to the earth below
and desires only to be heard or seen.
A single raindrop falls from the sky,
felt only by a stranger.
It's wiped away, declared a nuisance,
and cast away from existence.
A single raindrop falls from the sky,
mistaken for a tear.
Thought to be from an angel of a lost age.
It merely stirs the dust.
A hundred raindrops fall from the sky,
all lonely but together.
They cause a splash and demand attention.
Still only felt by one.
A hundred raindrops fall from the sky,
unable to quench the earth's thirst.
They disappear, taken by the ground,
embraced for the last time.
A hundred raindrops fall from the sky.
Not a head turns to notice them.
They cry out loudly but cannot be heard,
vanishing as they land.
A thousand raindrops fall from the sky.
The clouds gather to watch the spectacle.
They grow darker as they bunch together,
warning those below of the coming.
A thousand raindrops fall from the sky
and tap people on the shoulder.
"Come watch us," they whisper before leaving.
Few people are left behind.
A thousand raindrops fall from the sky,
looking for an audience.
The people have left and taken their friends
to hide in the buildings they made.
A million raindrops fall from the sky,
and joyously, they sing.
They hit the ground, the cars, the roofs,
and make music for those in hiding.
A million raindrops fall from the sky.
They dance and cheer and smile.
The sun decides it wants to watch.
The light dances with raindrops for awhile.
A million raindrops fall from the sky,
accompanied by rays of gold.
They bring new color to the city of gray
and rejuvenate all of the old.
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and makes art upon the ground.
It quenches the earth's thirst and hums in our ears,
dancing to its own sound.
A gentle rain falls from the sky.
People watch with awe from behind glass.
Ignored by many, precious to captivated few.
They long for it to last.
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and gracefully sways in the breeze.
It brings forth calmness and a sense of peace.
It blesses the green fields and trees.
A gentle rain falls from the sky,
watched by a child with wonder.
It sends the breeze to lift the child
and brings them out from under.
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and splashes on window panes.
It plays with the child and hums sweet tunes
as it makes puddles in the traffic lanes.
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and ripples in the water.
A new world created, impossibly calm.
It makes the child an offer.
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and whispers in the child's ear.
"Wait for me. I will return.
I won't leave you alone here."
A gentle rain falls from the sky
and sings goodbye to the child.
The clouds dissipate as the sun takes over.
The departing rain simply smiles.
A million raindrops fall from the sky,
murmuring farewells and goodbyes.
Each gives the child a tender hug
as the color returns to the skies.
A thousand raindrops fall from the sky,
then a hundred, then one.
The single raindrop kisses the child
standing alone in the sun.
No longer do raindrops fall from the sky,
but a child waits for them.
To dance and sing and draw and play,
with the gentle rain again.
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC
Like a southern song singing on a dream scene.
a smooth fairy dance facing the Moon
a thrill of exposing Stonehenge once and for all
a melodious raindrop in the serene pond
a butterfly dance on the rose
a turned on tall tale of the blue peacock
Like a pure belief in heaven without a pinch of salt!
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
A
Drop
Of rain is
Like a sudden
Knock at the door.
Unexpected, yet often
Welcomed with a smile, it
Can brighten your day or ruin
Your plans. It can make you laugh
Or make you sad. Whether the raindrop
Is moving fast or slow, or is big or small,
It always gets everyone's attention. A rain-
Drop contains many secrets. It is a bubble of
Anticipation and surprise. It cleanses the earth,
It feeds the flowers, And fills the holes. The
Raindrop is never silent, it bangs on the
Roof, Spatters on the windows or,
Splashes into a puddle.
A Raindrop.
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
The raindrop
Stands alone
Then escapes the cloud
Like a skydiving soldier on mission
Whose face is proud.
It stands alone
In its descent,
Only to embrace the ground
As if it had a hand to hold.
But the earth is dry
And land is cold.
The rain drop is simple
And cool at heart.
Its thoughts so fickle
To make the foolish smart,
Yet I sometimes wonder
Were it sentient would it ponder
The significance of a lifetime between earth and yonder
And the sentiment of finding a purpose fonder.
For we are all like raindrops solitary
With a finite life span, temporary.
Some stand alone, and some find another
To join together and become stronger.
The lonely raindrop stands alone
But every raindrop makes the planet whole.
Mother Earth awakes, smiles at thunder
And says, “Mr. Lonely Raindrop: you have a home.”
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 8:34 AM UTC
Single raindrop you came down from the heavens alone,
Single raindrop against the beautiful street light you form veins forlorn,
Single raindrop on windows in the suns ray you shine,
Single raindrop you look so little on this finger of mine,
Single raindrop from the heavenly shower you are apart,
Single raindrop what goes on within your little heart?
Single raindrop is it charming to be the one and only,
Single raindrop in your quiet felicity don't you feel lonely ?
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 1:52 PM UTC
Don't ask me not to worry
Cause you know I always will
Although you're getting bigger
You are my babies still
I wish I could do magic
So you won't make mistakes
I'd give up everything I had
I'd do all that it would take
If I could keep you safely
Tucked inside my arms
I'd build a wall around us
To keep you safe from harm
I'd never let a raindrop
Fall upon your head
I'd cup your ears so they'd not hear
Any bad things that are said
If I had the power
To make things go my way
There'd be no pain or hurt or sadness
And you'd be happy everyday
But as you know I don't possess
The magic that it takes
To take away the problems
And make this world a perfect place
And since I don't
You have to know
I'll worry about you
What are they doing now?
Where are they and with who?
I'll worry if you'll remember
The things I tried to teach
Like not to talk to strangers or
Turn you back when at the beach
Don't forget to use your manners
Brush your teeth and comb your hair
Always do your best
Always do what's fair
Remember right from wrong
And don't give in to please a friend
Cause you're the one who has to deal
With the trouble in the end
I worry that other people
Do not see the things I know
The things way deep inside you
The things that do not show
Do they know your hearts are bigger
Than the universe itself
Or that you are both more giving
Than any one of Santa's elves
Do they know how much I love you
Or the way you make me fee
When I think that you are mine
It's still just so unreal
From the day I looked into your eyes
And hugged you that first time
I said I'll never let you go
You always will be mine!
So I'm always gonna' worry
No matter how I try
Cause I love you with all my heart
That's the reason why!!
Love you, Mommy
Apr 15, 2010
Apr 15, 2010 at 5:24 AM UTC
They say beauty is in the shape of my raindrop, and i always stay warm every single day.
And that's what I realise how beautiful I am just like the others.
Anonymous. 1/10/2016.
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
He describes me as a snowflake: whimsical and quickly lost.
He describes me as the first raindrop: fast to arrive, yet just as fast to leave.
He describes me as a scar: carefully placed and forever to stay.
He describes me as a hand written letter: unique and rarely found.
He describes me as many things:
but never "His."
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
Accountants hover over the earth like helicopters,
Dropping bits of paper engraved with Hegel's name.
Badgers carry the papers on their fur
To their den, where the entire family dies in the night.
A chorus girl stands for hours behind her curtains
Looking out at the street.
In a window of a trucking service
There is a branch painted white.
A stuffed baby alligator grips that branch tightly
To keep away from the dry leaves on the floor.
The honeycomb at night has strange dreams:
Small black trains going round and round--
Old warships drowning in the raindrop.
8.9k
covered by thorns and hidden by vines
but you’re still attracted to the light
that reflects from my broken sides
you want to swim alone tonight
but I know you’d let me hold you down
Velvet rose petals and shattered glass don't mix but still you’ll love me anyway
despite the scars I've left on you
you’d lay with me
on dead grass
and let me point out your fading colors
you’ll excuse my relentless attempts
to bury you under ground.
“you're destructive
and reflective,
I see myself in you”
As my ridges rip you to shreds you stay with me,
a ****** mess and a lonely swimmer,
another garden destroyed
with wasted raindrop tears
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 1:18 PM UTC
I start way up high,
with others like me in the sky.
I am a raindrop.
We are all the same.
None of us are the cream of the crop.
None of us are lame.
We are waiting up here.
Just waiting to go.
Up here in the atmosphere.
Waiting to flow.
First we must fall.
First it must be cold.
There is no warning call.
No sign of us getting old.
The warmth brought us here.
Cooling will do the opposite.
To allow us to fall like a tear.
To allow us to fall composite.
Then my journey will start.
I hope for great joy.
Like an actor getting to play their part.
Like a child getting their first toy.
I can feel the cold creeping in
and the warmth starting to fade.
Now my travels will soon begin.
Could my travel start with a glade?
Maybe I will land in a lake.
Maybe I will land in the city.
Hopefully not the latter for my sake.
For I may be stomped on without pity.
My time here is now done.
No more having to wait.
It is hopefully time to have some fun.
Falling, I will soon see my fate
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 6:07 PM UTC
It was a boardwalk on the stars it seemed.. On the otherside of the universe.. I got to walk it.. It was raining light here and there.. The air smelled of star jasmine.. I could see your eyes every now and again as a raindrop of light would pass by them.. They were a deep dreamy brown that seem to swirl away all of my worries.. I was in your dream.. Somehow I made it here.. Or maybe you summoned me here.. I wonder what I look like to you in the fallen light rain? Do my eyes shine as bright as yours?
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
Earthquake moments
In my life
objects being thrown everywhere
Raindrop tears creating floods on my face
And aftershock shakes
Vibrating throughout my body and lungs
What deepens the flood is how I think
you have those moments too
They play in my head like
A 1920s silent film
I wonder how many
You've needed to experience
To gain those red scars
That you conceal so carefully
Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC
Hold onto the little one.
Don’t spill the raindrop
Let it run, let it run!
The sun in a dew
dancing on the rose
let it roll out
a drop of the deep
on the ground.
Let it roll, let it dance.
Take your plunge
swim down the sea
only to sing high
fly out with the cloud!
Like in the sea
the spin is in a
drop of water.
Makes the heart sway.
Follow the river
to the west, the east
the north and the south.
It goes every way.
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
She was looking at the sky in a hope that at least one raindrop will fall on her dry skin. Because even that meaningless raindrop would mean something to her. She would give everything for that one moment
moment of feeling.
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 4:27 AM UTC
A grass land was there,
Birds use to dance around,
Their song echoed around,
Snake use to wonder around!
A grass land was there,
Porcupine, Rabbits, Pangolin........
Tidy around!
A grass land was there,
Raindrop meanders around!
****
Now only building and terraces are here!
Car and two wheeler running around!
Noise of human voice and machine thunderous around!
People use to say, everything is developing... in and around!
****
Still I am searching around
The elegant
Birds, their song,
The gorgeous
Snake, their beautiful scroll,
The Splendid raindrop on grass!
Still I am belligerent,
Powerless to remove my childhood memories!
****
Still searching..........
The grass land....
Birds..............
Snake...................
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 12:30 PM UTC
The green blade of grass dripped dry,
After the rain had stopped.
But one little raindrop didn't fall,
And hung on to the grass.
Along came a butterfly, thirsty as can be,
Who saw the little raindrop, hanging on tightly.
She took a little sip,
And flew into the sky,
Goodbye little butterfly.
Then, the little raindrop fell of the blade,
And sank down into the mud.
It sank deeper and deeper,
Into the depths of the unknown.
Jul 26, 2010
Jul 26, 2010 at 7:33 AM UTC
Raindrop oh raindrop
I like every drop
But there was a girl that's been trapped
Inside a small but breakable raindrop
It is no ordinary raindrop
It is like a crystal
It's very fragile
Raindrops were like her teardrops
Slowly streams down her face
Tears that would like to race
No one will took a interest
To a simple raindrop
When will this storm stop?
Raindrops keep falling on the ground
But how about the fragile one?
Would it break to pieces?
How the girl wish she would be catch by someone
It's hard to fall wihout being catched by anyone
You'll be the broken one
Raindrop oh raindrop
Keep falling
Still flowing
Then now I am slowly breaking
Iniside this raindrop
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:11 PM UTC
(the city had fought the fortnight before)
fire burned through the little skirts
and plastic lunch boxes
carrying the nourishment of our future
doctors and worldshakers—
Future
tax paying Americans
And beacon of the nation.
Wide awake, in the thoughts of a light bulb,
(Where sidewalk stairs politic with the devil,)
A raindrop fell and whispered to the asphalt,
“Tell me what you know about happiness…”
And somewhere, in the middle of a pineapple parade,
A Pepsi can smiled and danced the night away with Nyquil labels.
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 9:12 PM UTC