Rain Prose Poems

You will advance against my people like a cloud that covers the land.
In days to come, O Gog, I will bring you against my land,

Q:...

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The moonbroch is quite pronounced tonight—rain can’t be far off. It will be good for the vegetable garden and save my back from having to...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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Sometimes, You feel disenchanted because you just want to take a break from the insipid course of life.
Sometimes, You are fed up to the extent...

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My poems are words with soul - Silent One.

 As a monotone morning sketches 
charcoal trees under 
smoke filled foggy skies,
rain casually falls,
sliding down slate...

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A hurtful event occuring 
Covering all of the land.
Outside when I opened my eyes I saw nature crumbling 
Crumbling down as the sun sets.
The wind...

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Winter is hiding around the bend and forcing its way towards the center, it is carrying a hundred thousand shovels in a boat and generators...

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when it rain  stop  my pain
its heals my soul
the rain like gold
i say this very bold
  we lay in bed
and cover our...

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when  its come down
i love the sound
its cleans the ground
its my pain
oh how ii
LOVE THE RAIN...

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Flaming rocks fell from the sky scorching the earth & boiling the seas. The fall out of the event was truly massive taking the life...

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Uncontainable

(Music playing)

“I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord
and I’ve been waiting for this moment, for all of my life, oh lord
Can...

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Tto be bless not a dream
this what it means
if you can see  think thee
if you can talk
or you can walk
no pain
eyes don't rain
your insane
or...

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my feet same the cries of deer in the morning,
disturbs the existence of aged wine,
 much too
 drank, while the smoke of elation,
 almost non-existent
...

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Leaking through the worn, gray boards, like a trickle from a dream. Where gentle thoughts raised prayers through the loft, tiers spilled out tears, remembering...

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** Watching Time **



From all analog to any
Digitally shown markings
Of humanity’s invented 
Way to watch over Light
— passing or coming —
Time…

In less than a breath,
So,...

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