Rain Heal Poems | Examples
These Rain Heal poems are examples of Heal poems about Rain. These are the best examples of Heal Rain poems written by international poets.
This is a new golden horizon
This is a heavenlike season
Where everything is beautiful
And a serpentine rainbow looks wonderful
In the sky, in the heaven, in the air
Look! Countless birds are diving in the atmosphere.
This is a brand new season
This is a honeylike horizon
I wonder if this is a new spring
A new style to speak and to sing
Oh! I see. This is simply a new thing
A new genre to swing in the ring.
Hooray! Hooray! I am absolutely right
Everything will be alright, yes alright
No more sadness, no more pain
In spite of the surprisingly audacious rain
This is a heavenlike horizon
This is a new golden season.
There are countless rainbows in the sky
I cannot tell or invent a lie
This is a time to hope and to heal
And to come up with a new and better deal
Fire in the nerves, fire in the bloodstream
Look! Two fish are swimming in the golden stream.
Copyright © August 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
I'm lying here tonight
All alone in this bed
My memories of you
Dance through my head.
They cause my tears
To fall down like rain
Why do your memories
Have to come with pain?
My favorite memory of us
It hurts me most of all
It's the one that will
Always make me bawl.
It squeezes my heart
With all it can strain
And laughs as I fall down
Unable to endure the pain.
The tears keep falling
And the pain to build
But my love for you
Refuses to ever yield.
Though this heartbreak
I continue to love you still
Only when I stop loving you
Will these wounds ever heal.
Tears glisten in music, crying
Heartfelt dreams the soul is buying
Will forever silence the tears?
Listen to the echoing fears
Rain can’t wipe away the lonely
Prayers in hues of if only
Nothing in life as it appears
Listen to the echoing fears
Dreaming beyond autumn’s release
Winter flurries stir gentle peace
Stardust laughter hurries the years
Listen to the echoing fears
The Clandestine misery is a locked door but
Revealing the lost joy is the ultimate cure bringing on
A beautiful pain in the midst of a neglected romance!
Standing in a forgotten place
The fragrance of neglect
Activities a beautiful pain!
Maintaining my composure
The elements of lost love create
A certainty that loving someone is never in vain!
Wounds heal but scars remain!
A beautiful pain
Words of love remain
Hearts will gain and teach others!
Serenity and the melody of love will reach a climax
This is where human hearts will understand the pain of love!
Often the furnace of the aftermath
Reflects a beautiful pain!
The rain of ecstasy establishes a unity
Between the joy and pain of love!
A beautiful pain
Words of love remain
Hearts will gain and teach others!
The Clandestine misery is a locked door but
Revealing the lost joy is the ultimate cure bringing on
A beautiful pain in the midst of a neglected romance!
Mark Frank
Copyright 202
Play the violin
make a cup of coffee
sing a song that makes me fly
pour some magic
and dream about love, paint the sky,
make a rainbow and laugh more
let the lightning occur
cry if you need,let it rain;
somewhere in the heaven or Earth
someone is thinking of you
waiting for the promises to happen
like a free soul without restrictions
no boundaries; I can even go
to the end of the world
not to lose my original version
when no one around,
the moon is listening
the sky is sleeping all day
and here I am writing poems to heal\\
~the journey
If only I could be like the rain
and wash away others sorrow and pain
I would smile in streams and pour through drains
O, if only I could be the rain!
To give joy to others, and see them gain
I would do wonders
to ease another's strain,
I'd do such things
with no thoughts of pride and fame,
then would be happy that
I hadn't lived in vain.
Life is like a dream,
like a fast moving train
through kind thoughts and deeds
you can a paradise regain,
enduring life's bestowings
if you work towards this aim,
you can rest blissfully assured;
your days were neither
idle nor plain.
Collinie Weeratunga
Do you ever just dance to the rythm of your heart,
Or whisper messages to loved ones through the wind when apart.
Do you ever stop to look at what the earth has to share,
Or are the stereotypes to important to upkeep then to care.
For me the soul burrows my pasts memories of hate,
To be able to regrow or to freshly recreate.
The rain when it pours to me I feel invincible,
No tears to cry just completely unstoppable.
The stars speaking beauty and the twinkle in one's eye,
But to never judge as there's more to the twinkle that lights up the night sky.
Then there's the ocean the ones the soul,
Makes you feel complete when your trying to find your role.
Adventurous, unpredictable, wild and free,
The oceans my absolute favourite because I believed it saved me.
As Spring arrives with poets anew
I take a short break, bid you adieu
Some flowers bloom early in the year
Alas, my muse is sluggish I fear!
My repairs were made, now I can heal
And once again, I will normal feel
The future is bright, onward I go
Packing to do, I’m moving you know.
Life is on hold, in limbo just now
My urge to write is lacking some how
But I’ll keep up with you, for you see
I love to read all your poetry!
Like roses that bloom in the June rain
Words will flow from my pen once again.
Words cutting through the heart
Inflict hidden wounds that bleed,
The gripping pain that they impart
Live on through the years indeed.
As Anger turns to wanton Rage,
Blows and strikes now find their mark.
The helpless victim finds the stage
Where Violence reigns in the dark.
Alone to face this ruthless terror,
Her mind confused, was she to blame?
He loved her once, that was before
Things got worse and he's not the same.
Anguished thoughts, lost self-esteem-
Perhaps her person had no worth?
Her voice now silenced, mute it seems,
Can't speak protest and none goes forth.
She begs for his due obligation-
Waits for his pity, a woman's plight.
He can punish her with sheer deprivation,
Starve her like a slave, to his delight.
Abuse had numbed her total being,
Resigned to a life of dead-end fate-
Only the will to rise up, keep on living
Redeems her from a misery so great.
Those who have walked on this road of pain,
Know that the nightmares still come to steal
Rest for the mind, no relief from rain-
Wounds may have stopped..... but the scars never heal.
All rights reserved ---Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~09.29.14
when it comes down
and on the ground
you can bet
i do get wet
i feel heavenly
the
RAIN HEAL ME
''Is it still being a coward if you just feel your strength is slowly being drained out every time you grow a little too fast,?
the feeling is that of a soul running out of hope,
i fear of braking dawn before i get to the top,
how then do i go on with this little drop of hope,
soon to be drained and left forsaken, for it a broken spirit left to drag its essence along the shores of lost souls. the thirst for true afection, the love as good and as tender as the lords, but what am i with this little hope of mine, for i need it to dwell in his favour., the silent wispers of resentment torments my very soul, with the scars of a past life and the pain that cuts deeper then a heart could heal,.
Having known the evil of man, why create me in their kind,,. i'm better off the desert wind, calm but yet without direction.. what's my purpose then having known nothing, but pain, when pride becomes my selection and all my wrongs are washed by the rain. And leaves ashore all my of anger.
Visible defect
Variation
Soothing effect
As my fingertips
Run over this formation
Through hills and dips
Passing pain
Now a conversation piece
These wash away with the rain
These
One day will
Cease
Internal rips
And tears
Shadowed
Stitched with care
Only to be shredded
Again
Slow to heal
If only it was let alone
And you wouldn't hammer
In the sin
Full of chagrin
Confidence blown
I'd rather
Show you my scars
My skin shattered
Then you discover my wounds
Ruined
Can't keep the seal
So slow to heal
Some say love it is a hunger
making your stomach ache unless answered
or like a wheel within a wheel
wounded and mended but would never heal
She can feel you
but she can’t see through
when you tread your troubled tracks
and the odds were stack.
I hear her face is white as rain
that when you sleep, you’ll call her name
And tonight I lay, all so lonely
wanting only you, and you only.
How could an angel break my heart?
I never wish we’d drift apart
You left no time to regret
and mountains of memories I could never forget.
Some say love it is a hunger
and some say love it is a razor
or like a wheel within a wheel
wounded and mended but would never heal.
*songs used:
-Back to Black
-If I were you
-The rose
-The windmills of your mind
-How could an angel break my heart
standing in the center of this room
once shared between two
becomes one, sealed
behind pixels
clasped with cottonwood
your sundress reveals
my poem
hung across rosemary shoulders
of soft smile echoes
whispers of rain across your cheek
we walk crosswalks of brokenness
careful of ripping too much flesh
knowing at an angels moment, life is silenced
(a sigh from the assassins gun)
mirrors lie to the one who seeks identity
creases steal youth
from times mason jar;
-one last glance-
the close of a door
cannot stop the fossilized finger
that locks you away
eclipsed like a locket welded shut
(if only…
I'm walking this long black road searching for a sign
My feet are getting tired there's tears in my eyes
Memories of the past are all that now remains
As I Search for your arms trying to heal the pain
Now when I listen to the wind I hear echoes of goodbye
Walking on this hot tar beside this painted line
Praying now with each step in the pouring rain
Searching for your arms trying to heal the pain
I try to stop and rest but tears keep filling up my eyes
The nights are cold and lonely no stars are in the sky
My heart keeps beating faster pounding out your name
As I Search for your arms trying to heal the pain
The clouds have all turned gray where white used to be
As I continue on this road with every walking beat
Trying to hear your voice as I start another day
Searching for your arms trying to heal the pain
I try to stop and rest but tears keep filling up my eyes
The nights are cold and lonely no stars are in the sky
My heart keeps beating faster pounding out your name
As I Search for your arms trying to heal the pain
August 2, 2007