Long Sadrain Poems
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Noonday Sun
Suffering, so much suffering astounds,
Suffering brings us to our very knees,
And cries out to us in sleepless nights,
In the morning, fatigued and wrenched,
Begging for a reprieve from the day,
The sun is blocked by the sound of our own doubt,
“Where is the end of all this?”
“To what end is this, Lord Buddha?”
And he points to the clouds,
And says, “Wait”
And in that moments waiting,
We think to our children,
And we look to their faces, smiling faces though still starving in tattered rags,
And we understand, that there is a brighter day for them,
For someone made the Sun I tell you,
For someone made the Sun,
And as the Son heats the clouds,
We feel the wind on our heat scorched faces,
And we say, “Allah, what is the meaning of this?”
And she says, “Wait!”
And in that moments waiting,
We think of Mother Jones pleading for her people as she speaks truth to power.
And as droplets of rain begin to fall into our sordid subconscious,
We begin to grasp the nature of a Grace that suffers with us,
And as droplets of rain begin to fall into our sordid subconscious,
We look to each other,
And feel the warmth of a Noonday sun.
Trapped in the rain
I slowly walked down
The crowded street.
As my rain soaked hair
covers my face as
I slowly drag my feet across the ground,
As the people around me no longer
seem human but just
tall black figures.
I slowly walk as I listen to the taping
of the rain that echoes on
the pavement,
My pale brown eyes are filled
with emptiness and no emotion
that seem to go on forever.
I walk with no destination in mind
No thought, or purpose,
I walk.
The tall black figures
grow blurry as my pale brown eyes
begin to swell with tears,
And slowly roll down
My cheeks and hit the ground.
Soon I can no longer tell the
difference between the ice cold
tears that run down my face,
and the ice cold rain that falls on my cheeks.
I walk without speaking,
only hearing the echos of
foot steps and rain.
As i walk I leave foot prints on the ground
But they are soon
erased by the falling rain.
Trapped in the rain
I walk as the tall black
figures crowd the street
that seems to be growing smaller,
and my tears still fall and
I walk down the street
And the rain surrounds me
And the sky and I cry
Together.
Once up on a time,
The monsoon season covered,
Shivering sounds of birds from distance wood.
I listened the cricket's music where in dark silent.
I made some clay figures and sold in a street.
Every children happy to saw and few never noticed.
I gave it gift to the poor children.
Their broad eyes filled with joy.
I walked lonely, small flowers smiled to stoop.
That rainy night, i carved the image of groom and bride.
And i stitched the nature flowers with beads.
It turned to wonderful garlands.
The nupital began, i enjoyed to saw the trational ceremony.
At a moment, my glass- heart fragiled
Heavy rain splashed in outside.
When harsh wind blowing, rain ruined my images.
I snuggled, the dark shade of life.
My tears rolled in, just mingle with clay.
Rain falls on the darkened shadows. The souls of the night.
Falling hard onto the ground. Pounding with such fright.
Feelings of sadness come over thee.
As loving as love could ever be.
Hugging its prisoners. Wrapped in its arms.
All things unruly do go unharmed.
Sitting in silence waiting for the storm.
A new life waiting to be born.
Curled up in a ball to protect from the weather.
Trying hard not to get tethered
Depression can hurt you come up from behind.
Sneak up and kill you. The end so divine.
The rain falling harder as you sit there and cry.
No one to know of the tears you supply.
Creeping into the darkness. Slipping off of earth.
Never to become of any worth.
As the rain falls on the darkened shadows.
Everyone dies as he earth becomes fallow.
I remember when it rained
During my childhood days
That the rain would
While we were sleeping
rain through the porous roofs
Of our twin mud huts
I remember when it rained
When I was still a young boy
That the water would
While my grandmother
Was trying to prepare supper
flood the fire place
and put the fire off
And we would go to sleep hungry
I remember when it rained
Back in the days
That all our food,
All our clothes
Would be subjected
To coffee colored stains
Of water dripping through
The porous roofs
Of our twin mud huts
I remember when it rained
During my childhood days
That we could not sleep
We could not have food
to fill our hunger
We could not have
Dry clothes to put on
And I did not like the rain
Each day as I get older
My memory starts to fade
I softly touch your pillow
On the bed where you once laid
I gently trace your photograph
You dressed as my bride
They're in my mind but hard to find
Memories that try to hide
But when it rains I see you
You're as real as you can be
Like the time we stood and watched it rain
Beneath that willow tree
We stood out there for hours
As the rain came pouring down
Me in my rented tux
And you in your evening gown
The rain somehow clears my mind
And it seems like yesterday
You told me that you had to leave
And I was begging you to stay
It's been twenty years since you've been gone
And only a piece of you remains
But in my mind, you're here with me
Everytime it rains
The thunder roars
Acid rain pours
Melting flesh off of bones
Of all those who roam
Broken and alone
They all pray for the sun
But
The end has begun
Twisted and sick,souls roam free
Preying on the young, innocent, and weak
Idle minds, they say are the best
Easier to torment than any of the rest
Easier to mold, and keep a good grip
Tonight shadows wander,looking for souls to rip
The thunder roars
As the acid rain pours
Stripped to the bone, left alone to roam
Forever in a world, now desolate and unknown
No life,No hope,No happiness,No love
Tortured until they forget all that ever was...
The acid rain pours
As the thunder roars and roars.
Form:
The River's overflowing
These days it never stops
There's a flood in my backyard
And it's boiling to the top.
The tides are all muddied
Rocks at every turn
No shore in site,
Still I'm swimming for my life.
My raft sprang a leak a few miles ago
Now my legs have grown tired
And my arms can no longer row
It the rains would stop falling
Maybe the waters would go down,
But for now I'm drowning in this pool
And the grasses have turned brown.
I never thought there could be a thing
As too much rain in these parts,
But not only have the plants been dying,
My pillowcases are all soaked through.
Rain Rain go away
And bring me then a summer wave.
Have you ever looked up and wondered why?
That the clouds floating high in the sky
Seem to know your emotions as they fly by.
Like when you loose a loved one which makes you sad and cry
They rain non stop and it seems they’ll never run dry.
Or when you’re lonely unloved, feeling blue,
They tend to stay grey and not rain is it just me or is it true?
Sometimes you don’t seem to care any more,
They float in cotton balls on the winds at heaven’s door
But when you happy, joyous and full of play
The sun tends to shines because the wind has blown them away.
Next time look up and see if it’s true
When you happy, crying or just feeling blue.
You’re the dark cloud that hovers over me,
Blocking out the sun, leaving no light to see,
Bringing down the rain to drown, you cry,
Burying me under the earth’s lifeless sky.
Your nothingness consumes my heart,
Beginning at the end, ending at the start,
Leaving everything lost in my mindless thought,
Drowning my eyes with your endless drought.
Your waterless rain overwhelms my breath,
Leaving no room for pain or death,
Disappearing into life’s infinite air,
Feeling no hope, you’re gone, the despair.
You’re the one I miss, the only one I love,
Flying beyond reach, come back my perfect dove.