Drizzles Poems - Poems about Drizzles

drizzles and sun play songs at the ocean with an umbrella dance you’ll soon find that rainbow flaunts ...

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Another dark day, and it drizzles The most monotonius tune All I have endured now fizzles As soon as I’m leaving the room Damp air makes a joke of my plan Slushy pavement tell stories untold In favour of wintery man Who sneers from inside of my soul Spring speaks sotto voce in dark day Though I’m not excited with breeze With mud and...

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As crimson twilight drizzles atop mountains blue green laced in mist, a sight never to let go unseen petals swaying shyly in gentle breeze letting go of pain, I caress to feel at ease eyes wide open, imbibe the enchanting scene melody of birds, strikingly serene in the path of the sky so tangerine wishing time stops ticking, gently cease as crimson...

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In the midst of fiery crises I miss cool, shady oases O, Fountain, spring forth your fresh water revive my land to evergreen O, Abdim's storks, will you perch my neem? O, white-feather, flaunting egrets harbingers of rain, and night croaking toads, I've missed your glad tidings again In the midst of hot desert dunes I miss monsoons and rows of sorghum demarcated by a sorrel hedge I...

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Dense skies Whistling winds Shivering air Sporadic drizzles Turkeys’ gobbles Robins’ cheers Black birds’ herds Humming bird’s spectacle Trees’ contours Roads’ sparkles Drench earth Awareness stirs...

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Stare set on her grecian wall Seeking the pleasant face to quench his beats. Count one...two and three. He stands on the street below in the rain. Scent of earth filling his soul. O' could he just ask for pleasures more. Be awake eyes, here heavens come. Walking amidst the drops her eyes too run. As...

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When there is no typhoon, there will be drizzles I love the cool sprinkles, trickling down branches leaves Water droplets dripping on hot coal, my kindled being is soothed Dreaming of you faraway, working hard for your living Stirring warm thoughts plopping into water When the fine drops touch the skin, there will be sizzles I love the white mist,...

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Sir – You saw the drizzles Before the rains – The early clouds moved you not! Now, in a monody You sweat in singing the solace? Sir – dear father of new rivers, The kids saw the stars, your strange stars Twinkling from their darkening horizon – Stars with dimmed faces! – Hiding their stereoscopic visions Under their dark clot of dimmed lights: Indeed we saw them...

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