Long Rainy day Poems
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Awarded hate but not returned
Born black but not black
Called by names but not named
Shadow who cheated too
So let me dissolve in You.
Where I shall go ?
Sky , risk to fallen
Land , risk to slipped
Sea , risk to drown
So let me dissolve in You.
Fire increase fear
Air not at favourite gear
Snow makes me pale
Thus nothing without You
So let me dissolve in You.
Cold day : fear to freeze
Rainy day: fear to flow away
Hot day : fear to fry
Save myself , want to sink in You
So let me dissolve in You.
Debits larger than credits
Demarits heavier than merits
Bad lucks faster than my luck
Yet calm not me but you
So let me dissolve in You.
It is that of the rain to which falls.
That of a winter wind to which blows.
It is of the rain drop to which started this day.
Not that of a sun shine but that of a doom day.
It is of something wet as it is a mist from that to have formed.
That of water from the ground to which that cloud had form.
There I lay, with a thought of you this day.
As the rain beat lightly on the roof top it runs this day.
You would think that far up, the rain drops would hit harder.
But it’s there with gentleness to which God watches its fall.
As the leaves turn color and it is of a winter fall.
It’s there; I’m curled in the sheets.
Wishing you was at my needs.
As it is with my heart to which reins for you.
That it’s there to which my heart sweats for you.
Touches of gentle kindness as you bring that of warmth about.
It’s there the drops fall as it moistens the ground.
A rein out from a howl inside, that with a growl for love.
It’s there I want to experience drops with you.
Not of cold rain but that of a heat of passion with an explode.
That we rain in which is a sweat of wetness.
As we would take the day off and enjoy that of the rain he gave.
And make it that not of a rainy day but that of love droplets of spray.
This morn I woke to a gloomy dawn; a cold rainy day
Off to the kitchen to find comfort in a cuppy Earl Grey
An anytime drink that warmly soothes the inside of me.
To calm anxiety, I often enjoy relaxing chamomile tea.
I smile at the aroma of Orange-Pekoe's rising steam,
with a hint of citrus zest, and a dollop of sweet cream.
Sometimes, I use raw honey instead of both of those,
if I brew tea made from fresh or dried hips of a rose.
Appealing is the amber liquid of Jasmine tea to taste.
Not a single drop of treasured tea ever goes to waste.
If the rain stops, I'll have another cup this afternoon,
in the shade of my garden since it's the month of June.
I don't dunk anything with crumbs into my teacup.
I prefer sipping Hibiscus tea in complete tranquility.
Perhaps, a biscuit or a scone if it's served on the side,
for having things float in my Chai... I cannot abide.
On a rainy day, I float like a spider in an earthen city,
the glue of the body is my own land,
who also can I blame?
Insane to find the demonic catastrophe suppressed,
folded in the gaps of the body of the beauty!
The lamp post, like the naked thighs of the sun,
gives a shameless handshake in the afternoon,
the delight of an imaginary woman!
Being a monk, I am being oxidized by my own digestive juice, who else can I blame? So many disobedient hormones born in your own body!
The great art of walking up the night of a women's civilization;
exquisite craftsmanship of cosmic architects,
their banners have been put up for auction,
prices are rising like crazy horses in the stock market!
Men cannot move the peacock's tail to calculate the simple figure!
Who do I blame?
Fastinstru with Neanderthals,
people are now all hybrid!
The youth of a half-eaten man submerged in water,
burns in cheap cigarettes and
eats adulterated poisonous food,
like bait fish guardian.
Seeing the fertile love of Goddesses Aphreter, the fun-filled cum, when it smells like rotten jack fruit, I understand that it is my own body --prowess beast,
every time I count the grains, the poisonous bite is accumulating in my jaw!
I look at the huge big sky
There is no white clouds, no gray rain
It keeps her yellow shine, her baby blue color
No matter how powerful I'm , it makes me wane
I look at the sun , It shining on me
I challenge it to the limits of my power
But in the end, what a weak person I'm
When the sun shines ,it's always the winner
The rainy day comes and take my sun away
The sun gives me the power to shine instead
The night comes and takes the rain away
I ask the sun, will you shine on me after getting up from the bed?!
I'm so energetic, I'm full of curiosities
When my sun shines on me again
Would you please keep shining on me?
Even when it snows, even when it rains?
Sunny, Please Don't disappear from me
keep shining my way with your light
I want you to always encourage me
With your warm heat, with your yellow bright
To mend.my broken heart
She loves me no more
Once cherished and
Adored
Now I am bruised and
Sored
I thought this was
The part, were she:d
Be my wife
We have a lovely start
Someone to love the
Rest of my life
She wishes to be apart
This bed of thorns
I share alone
All those days full of
Love
Those days are all
But gone
Meddlers played their
Part
All this tentions share
You and I are apart
This burden I must
Bare
Cry like a rainy day
Which causes
I have known
I have a broken heart
Which then am all
Alone
Now that we are part
All feelings aRe gone
Help me mend my
Broken heart
For which I can't
Pretend
Make me full of
Love
Be more than a Freind
Devote all of your
Time
For which must be
Repaid
Marry me when you're
Smart
Love me all of future
Days
See I Know I ain't been perfect
I have faults to
Those times I spent with
Others
I should've been with you
The face that looks down upon us; therein
Yesterday, it was as white as a ghost
Today, it is the color of pumpkin
What color will it be tomorrow
Perhaps, the one that moo's knows that answer
That is, if he ever jumps over it again
Will it be greyish and filled with sorrow
Hopefully it will be yellowish and filled with sunshine
Santa may know...or Rudolph, Prancer, or any of the reindeer
In flight, centered vertically...
on their way back to the north pole
A plane says hello as it passes by
While the owls silhouette stares him in the eye
Bats chasing moths invading his domain...
As it glows it's light on the darkest terrain
The tallest, brightest lamppost...
On a rainy day, in the clouds, he hides
A force to be reckoned...spewed in the tides
Finding Your Muse Poetry Contest
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7/24/2021
A slight drizzle of rain earthbound
From dark heavy gray clouds
Sheer fog still cloaks the creek hollow
Thunder rumbled close and loud
A rainy day is needed now
For plants had begun to dry
The moisture will be delightful
For some had begun to die
Closer~closer the thunder rolls
The rain more steady flows
Only a slight breeze stirs the air
Rooster and Dove put on show
Now a river flows through the yard
Thunder round after round
Frogs sing competing to win show
The rain soft cymbal's sound
The frogs a loud bass trio tune
In time with the rain's beat
Their song charmingly a deep croon
A lover's desire heats
Written Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Dear George, our cat grand-baby, now you're gone;
our hearts are saddened on this rainy day.
Your family found out this early dawn
those angels came to take you now away.
We do remember how you came to them...
a stray, you wouldn't leave the porch for days.
A handsome, large tuxedo cat, a gem...
you won their hearts in many unique ways.
You found the family who you would love
and charmed them so that they would take you in.
So many years, with joy and comfort of
your loving ways...their special gift you've been.
Goodbye, sweet Georgie, now you fly away
to kitty heaven...find Felisha, Charlie,
Lucy, Bessie, Tessie...to now play
with these sweet kitties that were family.
those illusory days which rolled away like sapphire waves !
a dreamlike abode ~
cradled in an alluring landscape ~
a charming swing ~ swinging away innumerable times~
lots of eferevescent laughter, delightful hide and seek,
floating rainbow-tinged paper boats on a rainy day ~
and you ~ you were perfect!
you gave me the world~
a young girl's world full of tenderness and imagination...
never forgot to celebrate our life of togetherness ~
under the canvas of an ultramarine sky,
a panorama of pearlescent clouds gliding by...
among the dew-touched flowers unwrapped at dawn,
which embraced us with a cadence of love...
but, as much you tried, I tried,
that life fell apart,
life was not perfect any more!
can you bring me back those moments?
when every moment was miraculous dew-drops on lotus-leaves,
shaking, quivering... almost disappearing~
fragile, but mysteriously permanent!
you are still perfect~
there was never any other you~
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A Brian Strand July 14 Poetry Contest