Rain Missing You Poems | Examples
These Rain Missing You poems are examples of Missing You poems about Rain. These are the best examples of Missing You Rain poems written by international poets.
Raak jy aan my
Die more son is ‘n kus op my wang
So sag soos ‘n veer, raak jy aan my
met die son en maak my verlang,
Die straal in die maan lig, streel my oë
So sag en teer, raak jy aan my
dat ek jou sien met ander oë.
Die wind waai en my omhels
So hou jy my vas, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou soos ‘n pels,
Die blomme ruik soos jy
Met die reuk van roos, raak jy aan my
Die blomblaare sag, voel soos jy,
Die reën en hael, storm wat woed
Wat oor my spoel, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou hier binne my bloed.
Touch me
The morning sun is a kiss on my cheek
As soft as a feather, you touch me
with the sun and stir my longing,
The ray in the moonlight strokes my eyes
So gentle and tender, you touch me
so I may see you with different eyes.
The wind blows and embraces me
So you hold me close, you touch me
I feel you like a fur,
The flowers smell like you
With the scent of rose, you touch me
The flower petals soft, feel like you,
The rain and hail, storm that rages
That washes over me, you touch me
I feel you here within my blood.
I sit here thinking alone in the rain,
thinking of my sorrow, misery, and pain.
I sit here listening to the thunder crashing down,
knowing my life is better when you’re around.
As I sit here watching the storm roll on,
all I think about is you, and how you are gone.
As I look at the dark clouds above,
I sit here and wonder who you’re thinking of.
It’s like the sky is crying and I am too,
thinking of how I’m missing you.
I miss your hugs and gentle touch,
and the way you tell me you care for me so much.
I miss the way you kiss me and make me feel,
I hope when you come back your feelings are still real.
Now as I look up at the cloudless sky above,
I’m thinking of you, and I know I’m in love.
snowflake meatball sandwich
it has been a long time
in honor of you, i add the monterey jack
it is such a shame that you died alone with all phones completely off
the tears fall quietly as i prepare bacon cheeseburger chili
while looking at the blue lake accepting kisses from the sun,
i think about the dried blood on the well worn rope
i become lost as i butter the potato rolls while wondering what i missed along with others
snowflake meatball sandwich
so many lifetimes have passed
as a tribute to you, i pour the blue cream soda in the frosted glass that says 'Live Freely'
it is such a shame that you died alone with all communication completely gutted
the tears fall with more volume as I take put some of the taco salad in a large paper bowl
while looking at the blue lake react pain of the expressive teardrop rain,
i think about the old, well worn dining room chair with 'Brooks' carved in the center of the seat
i become frozen in the state of missing completely oblivious to everything turning subzero cold
Some might say,
it's just another day
but the days so quickly pass
age marking time far too fast;
spring was a season of mixed messages
days of rain and dampened dew
full of old memories,
walking the garden with you,
then came the buds, the blossoms, and the bloom
life rushed on,
no regrets to exhume,
the gentler days of flowering and you;
in looking back
the early days moved slowly and steady
with struggles through laughter, tears, and joy thready
but you were there ever at the ready;
lost to the days of April into May
and I am still here tears as I pray,
my eyes on the stars
wondering what happened
and where you are.
I am now "away from the noise,"
my fruit gum I am chewing.
Sitting here wondering what the boys,
could be doing.
Now all unpacked,
a book I will read.
Need to use bug spray before I am attacked,
Oh no I do not want to bleed.
All "satisfied and alone,"
I thought this trip would be more fun.
The rain has me chilled to the bone,
maybe I am done.
Campfire cologne will always stay,
since I used an orange can of bear spray.
On the inside, I hide my pain,
On the inside, I'm drenched by the rain,
Gloom pervades my chamber,
Mine is an intermittent slumber.
I still remember your kiss,
This I thought I won’t miss,
I'm wearied by my soul's tempest,
Yearning for a day of rest.
Why did we go apart?
Tolerance desired to play its part,
Loneliness overcast my nights,
Melee shields summer lights.
Saying goodbye hasn't walled us,
Despondency spreads like moss,
Let’s sheath our swords,
Bind our hearts with relentless cords.
August 12, 2023.
I confess… Like joy fading, your memory
Protests, reminds me to smile, to listen
When prayers are hoping to whisper
Peace into the rain, erasing the lingering ache
Stirring the stars, like lightening flashes
Preventing the shadows from rising, unruly memories
Bite Size Contest no 63 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
May 7, 2023
Poetry will not keep you warm
Not like a cat nestled between legs
But, it hunts down manic thoughts
Gnashes the static till the mind gives
Chases a thought till claws are bloody
Keeps you drenched in sweat
Yes, she mews for attention
Till its cries grate every nerve
Till I feed it words & want
Poetry keeps me squirming
Caught in a net skimming a deluge
Waiting for words to be hauled
The big catch ever escaping
Keeps me checking the line
Insisting I jump into cold waters
Foolishly like Ahab chasing a tail
Sadness is my white whale
Mad with promises holey
Poetry is a leaky bucket
Catching the rain of words
Within depression's storm
Coming like a cat with a pail
Impossible and torrential
Ensnaring me for an hour
Keeps me back for seconds
Promising an easy catch
Cold and slippery
River in my dreams
From the mountain streams
So much you took from me
Made my life hard to be
Looking into you hoping to find something from the past
In your water moving so fast
Tears
After all these years
Pain
Started this stain
Sit here lost in the used to be
Memoires I see
Little girl lost
My soul the cost
A moment of distraction
A lifetime reaction
eyes still fill with tears
After all these years
Pain fills my heart
Feel it ripping apart
Wake up at night
My heart filled with fright
I am still in that water trying to find you
My world was through
Frantic
Panic
The sun no longer did shine so bright
Nothing could ever be right
My baby girl I failed you
Over my world the darkness grew
And I knew
Life would never be the same
I'm to blame
Distraction
Reaction
Pain
Stain
Tears like rain
I wake from in the river searching every night never to find
Peace of mind
This broken heart
Will never part
Daddy loves you so much still
The pain I feel
Never to heal
Foggy
Drizzling rain
Droplets begin collecting
Marring the polished wood
Where the little sparrow stood
Windy
Trees swaying
Tears and mourners
Uplifting scripture is spoken
The sparrows soft cries awoken
Flowers
Sickingly sweet
Meals are delivered
Grieving friends from church
The windowsill the sparrows perch
Living
Seemingly stopped
Weeping at gravestone
Loss they can't abide
Faithful sparrow at their side
Time
Marching on
Sun creeps in
Tunnel fills with light
And the sparrow takes flight
January 2023
I was inside a hut
Didn't see you around
Looking like a nut
Wondering where you're bound?
We talked about this
What time and place
We didn't change to miss
The spot to see each other's face.
It should be raining today
Weather forecasted the other day
I'm here waiting
While you're somewhere sitting.
I'm calling you
Your phone behind you
Not answering my call
Mumbling over my call.
Then you arrive
One hour later today
I left the hut I drive
Five hours away this way.
Now you're weeping
Standing on hut's wet floors
I already cried and thinking
Forgetting your word above the doors.
Doors I left wide open and set
For you to see how raindrops came in
Inside the hut where we first met
Make you realize rains are my tears that went in.
I am the raindrops
On wet floors you're standing
They are not tears of sadness but joydrops
Of me, behind the hut, watching you and fonding.
You turned around
And saw me with extending arms
For you, I'll always come around
With your faith in me, I'm in your arms...
Forever.
Have you seen the rain?
I can be your rain forever
Rain to keep you wet out of pain
Wet, but not cold, to keep you loved ever.
I miss you whenever I hear your name.
I miss you whenever I feel lame.
Can't fight this feeling, missing you so often
Sometimes alone in the rain,
or sweating a lot as the sun dries my skin to soften
Remember whenever we go to the church,
and walk up the long steps towards the church door?
We count every step we make,
we laugh everytime we slip and break.
We never tire going up and down the step laps
not bothered by any weather or seasonal gaps
Don't make me cry or wait for so long.
You know in your arms is where I belong.
You promised me you'll be back very soon
Together we celebrate life as a boon
"I carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart)I am never without it"
Quote _ by E.E. Cummings
My mournful heart is never too far from yours.
I was down on my knees when you were handed your wings.
Silly me, you were laughing at me by the doors.
This life is over when my heart won't need strings.
I will only be the only one in the idyllic setting
Melody performing on, never to be over for us.
You have me in the center, never forgetting
Your promise, always my attention with no fuss.
Lost to heaven you are, but with the falling rain,
I am getting a little stronger as time passes.
I will be OK when I am back in your arms again.
I am really hoping as I am praying in the masses.
Lost to heaven you are; you are my weakness.
The evanescence of dreams, you are my sweetness.
9/26/2022
Writing Challenge- In My Heart- S Forms - Poetry Contest
Lost to Heaven 2. Husband/Wife/Lover
Sponsored by: Constance La France
I kissed the rain today
splashed upon my lips
nurtured more
than body or soul
Nurtured confidence.
Confident that loving you
was never wrong
and God knows
I have loved you
for so long.
But every day
feels like the first,
Oh...for the rain I have thirst.
Oh, to be maying this cool sun-snapped day,
Temperately faultless and fair.
Oh, to be roaming, this rare day in May ~
Oh, how I wish you were there.
Oh, to be with you as spring bids its bye
And as summer is saluted, yet still...
Oh, you were with me as often I try
To think of you out on the hill.
I remember you with me, faithful and true,
Oh you, how loyal and sound;
Alert when I whistled and ever, I knew
Oh you, a prince of a hound.
Oh, to be maying as memories awaken ~
But do I feel rain in the sky?
Not so, this May day, I must be mistaken;
Oh, 'tis the tear in my eye.