Drop Poems - Poems about Drop

Rain-Drop Survival Is Un-Necessary Once It's Done. -Gray Squirrel 06-02-2025...

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The drop in millions of them Waits in the ocean for its turn To go up to the heavens It believes it'll stay there Because the drop before it Rose and never came back to the sea Its wish comes true And the droplet hovers up to the gray clouds It becomes a part of a cloud and wonders If this is how its...

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This is nothing, just a leaf, brown, old, found love For your life, my goal for you, I am nothing in your plan This open. Open. The blocked mine. Crystal ore. Light Living with you. The miner is dead. I am a blade of grass Find, just find, it is lost. Incredible love. This is yours. Was I needed. Yes....

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dawn breaks, the sun shines a drop pauses does not fall suddenly dries up....

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I gaze upon an opaque silver sky, Descending dewdrops, developing above the mustache maw. Ascending the nape to taste cherubim cry, Permeating petrichor, pervade the nasal in auspicious awe. Palpable pain of tactile taps Kissing canker sores and rainstorm rush. Radically rampaging, for its rapid relapse Rain, it's infinite, swirling fervor flush To drown by an inundated impound, A vehement, vicious, void that immersed, Wandering...

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In the river of life, each drop carries a touch of magic, a hidden secret, Yet in its flow, it merges into a majestic and ancient song, Thus are our lives, solitary stars shining in the night, But together we form constellations, a story written on the infinite sky. Like a shard of light dancing in the first rays...

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Prone to weigh and size, we stifle surprise, of bliss magnetism, in body-mind prism. Thought opaques soul’s light, a blockage, our blight, which when we release, life flows on with ease. Watch how dreams unfold, as stories retold, in which love’s bliss squall melds us with the all. If we be but still, voids in heart will fill, revealing God is light and love’s bliss fizz. Feeling not thinking, focus unblinking, obtaining...

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Last night moonlight swam over the brimming surface of the water bucket. Now, sitting on a porch step, I'm watching high sunny showers form elliptical dewy spheres. One droplet falls into the rain bucket – just one. A ripple piddles over an edge. Breezes shake themselves dry. A thousand miles away a frog begins to sing to a puddle. ...

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Drop my life Please, put it down and forget life Our life Loved you Just Only You I love you Your Satan Creator of the Light You know my life Do not read my lines Sad my heart Dirty world Dead lives You are evil Satan saint Mud Your life I just needed lives by your life for your life to your life Dropped Dropped Our lives Drop my lives Bye ...

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A drop of an eye Made me forget me and I And dive deep into thy Searching for no answer for no why With a love cry To be yours or die ...

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Little white airplane let's go for a fly The reason I want to, between you and I Is not to go cruise o'er the top of the earth It's to send off a message for someone who's worth All the planning required to do such a thing Whatever I'm able, to her I will bring Skills as a pilot, songs on...

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A single drop of rain, Falling from the sky, Splashes on the ground, And leaves a little mark. It joins with droplets of water, Forming a puddle, That glistens in the light, Of the early morning sun. The puddle absorbs more rain, Getting bigger and deeper, Until it pools up in a ditch, And becomes a small stream. The stream flows onward, Gathering more water as it goes, On...

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If I could of been there, I would have been. You left without me. Your life was full of people you say you didn't want. A life so comfortable without me. If I could of been at your show, I would have been. You did it on your own. I heard you, I've listened to your sound. I've seen you. You may not want to see...

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A sunflower stands tall, enthrall, A hidden gem in an empty field, High on its long unbranched, stem, Plate size, hue yolk-yellow, full face, With a mild, sweet, nutty scent. A drop of red-berry jam on its hem. Ruffled young dragonfly raced, A wild attraction of folly feast. Sherry, the little fairy sat in its place. Dragonfly, raises its wings, weave,...

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if tears of the sun were the metaphorical keys to unlock twisted trinkets of the searing sky would you feel the festering forest~ homing arctic orchids within these veins? or am I to remain detached and numb; caged in a cursed collision like an evanescent epiphany of a misled marionette ~ screaming for a cathartic...

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