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InkHarted May 2020
Oh cry of the heavens why pat my shoulder
will they ever return to me
I think  not
thank you for lending your heartfelt sighs
but I too can cry a river
but like all rocks, sharp and cutting
my tears will go around them
and within their hearts
will remain dry.
Krishnapriya Apr 2020
Gorgeous
Big
Juicy
Raindrops

Isn't it time?
For You to come?

Drink up the tears
Of my heart

Hold me
In Your arms
wrapped tightly
with rainbows
All around
First rainfall of the season
The rain drops are falling.
Like God is crying from the sky.
Do you hear the rain calling?
Next time listen and try.
Try listening to the rain drops falling
And imagine you can fly.

Dance to the rain drops falling to ground
Dance to the Raining beat
You’d be surprised at raining sound
The makes you move your feet

Sing to the rain drops, sing, sing, sing
And hear them sing along
If you sing with a fling
You’ll hear them sing a song.

Listen, dance, and sing with the rain drops
Never stick out your tongue
Because you know that the rain must stop
And that time of fun is gone.
This was written before of I was 15. I believe this one also got published somewhere. This was back when I loved the rain. In 2011, I lived through a tornado. I don't love the rain as much anymore...
Poetic T Apr 2020
I like to blow bubbles In the rain,
           to see them play dodgeball

with the raindrops.


And as they  floats beyond my sight,
           I see the sunrays glisten off them,

Pocket rainbows floating above my head.


Its the little things that bring a smile to a day
mjad Mar 2020
he covers me in kisses
misting me in love
raindrops on every part
haiku?
Isabella Mar 2020
I walk into the storm when nobody's watching,
Just so I can cry in peace.
When my tears blend in like raindrops,
And water the grass beneath my feet.
Rajinder Feb 2020
Winter rain -
dark aureole like raindrops 
on leaves, drooping like *******.
Mirrored in pools
trees blush.
Colm Jan 2020
Open my mouth to raindrop thoughts
Forget to breathe the breath of life
And I forgot
As I tried to consume the sky again
For not
Just Me beneath the sky

Song
The girl I haven't met yet
Kudasaibeats
Colm Jan 2020
Where raindrops crash so quietly
Speaking soft with subtle sounds aloud
And in a language to be seen around
Like moving hands their white ripples fade
Out into conversations crowned with mist
The kind of sweeping breath alive
Which breaths itself out atop the waters edge
Just as words once hung on the morning dew
Now they wake with joy and are gone the next
As a calming way on this crustless wave
The waters return beneath and rest
https://youtu.be/pZutUGDLuh8
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