It’s raining all night, and I’m sleepless
Each random thought carries me through
This habit to think is ridiculous
Except when I’m thinking of you
Hope you would approve my idea
I’ve no desire to celebrate
The date of upcoming New Year
The symbol of time that can’t wait
Champagne and that fabulous salad
We can go without easily
The spruce with the shimmering garland
Oh dear, it’s too much for me
I paid off a many New Years
Each one was no better than old
I’ve watched the sunrise over hills
I’ve lived up a tale no one told
So why not remain in the past
To drown in your eyes with the sun
That jumped like a ball between us
When we were alive, having fun.
"The moon is an honest Manipulator,"
last night you showed off with your total eclipse.
Your enormous bright light did,
"Tie me to your Tongue."
"I learned how to live unkissed,
until" last night.
Now "I filled the night's chalice with knots of desire,"
needing to wait for the next full moon.
"If time turns, will scars stain the sky?"
Will I live to see you next month in all your glory?
Oh look at the dark clouds for,
"It's raining roses and love riots."
Tonight was very special,
I am so glad I could join the full moon for our visit.
Crying when it is Raining
Raining, no smiles from heaven, but tears; Someone made God angry,
Crying when it is Raining; Rain makes you depress, sleepy, and irritable.
Can you smile or cry when it is raining. Rain, clouds in the sky, Dark,
and lonesome. Crying when it is Raining; I will be glad when it stops
raining.
It's raining, pouring cats and dogs
Do I care, no let it rain frogs
Happy as Larry
Today I marry
Down the aisle in my bridle togs.
Even if the sun fails to shine
This day is for me and for mine
What'er the weather
We get together
All's in for a magical time.
Cats sweetly meow and they purr
Dogs bark very loud to concur
So in the rainfall
You will hear their call
Getting soaking wet through their fur.
So let cats and dogs have their fun
Let them out when rain has begun
Splashing in puddles
Expecting cuddles
Sorry cats and dogs, that’s not on.
It is raining cats and dogs I see
Weather forecast says it’s mostly beastly
Umbrellas ain’t no good
Can’t go out for food
We’ll just stay home and watch AKC/CFA* on TV
*American Kennel Club/Cat Fanciers Association
Nimbus storm clouds opened above my roof
No thunder, just a meow and a woof
Raining down were canine paws
and kitties with scratching claws
A glitch in Mother Nature caused the goof
in the finale of a love story.
i was left out of the script
of the comedy and
the tragedy
when Tom Hanks
was still funny (always)
and acting (still)).
Helen Hunt
and Tom
Hanks
are too good
at acting
to watch their same
movie twice.
The days are over
Happy times saying goodbyes
The sun turning it back on me
Sunny days are gone
Down I go with no holding back
My soul feels as if it has a mind of it own
All those times
I used to think am the master of my heart
Until the rain came
It was easy at first
Until she took full control of the storm
Then I can see now
It takes a lot to define me
Let me not speak but my heart will
Let my silence say the words
Cause that's were u will find me
In the end the rain's always right
It feels like it's wrong but still right
Cause she can never be wrong
She's always right
And never wrong
The rainy days are here to stay
When the sun is behind the clouds
IN GOD’S RAINING GLORY
Without falling rain,
Where in this world would we be
Without God’s waters?
Please God, wet our will’s power,
With your hydrating guidance:-
With wisdom’s wetness,
And sunshine enlightenment,
Let us stream onward:
Frothing inequality,
With hydrating equity:-
In rain glory,
Let us get up and going:
Love’s laboring waits:
With God navigating us,
Let’s wet life with equity:-
In injustice's soils,
Let’s plow and sow justice’s seeds:
Reaping its onement:-
May the fruits of our labors,
Ever flow justice’s juice:-
And indeed God, please
Allow falling snow to freeze
Heated oppression:-
Then, let it just melt away
And be evaporated:-
Gentle, like the moment I first believed
Softly promising my soul, never grieved
Sometimes laughing, joy in every bead
Reminding me that she waters every seed
Melancholic, though sometimes inspiring
Her voice, scented with gray, she’s desiring
To color each note of light with her pen
Leaving a weeping silence, now and again
As I sit here watching all the rain
coming down relentlessly on my window pane
it doesn't take time at all to stop
so much water coming down, is it sane?
Now it can be therapeutic just to watch
the rain makes lines on the glass
it draws these routes in various shapes
makes you wonder, will it ever all pass
How does God produce all this rain?
these clouds above, do they just burst?
mind you, it can refresh your very tongue
one full glass can quench your thirst
Here in Scotland, we get plenty of it
it seems we get more than most
our buckets are full to running over
when outside, you've nothing to boast
Nobody seems to enjoy the rain
everyone complains about its effect
but the farmers love it for their crops
then we all reap its fruitful benefits
Raining.
Soothing. Cleansing.
Dampening earthen soil.
Calming busy minds with rhythm.
Raining.
* 'Scents of Autumn' Poetry Contest
* Sponsored by: JCB Brul
* Entered on: 10/5/25
It's raining, it's pouring,
The old man is snoring,
He went to bed,
And he bumped his head,
And he couldn't get up in the morning.
It's raining, It's pouring,
His family are mourning,
He is dead,
He bumped his head,
and he didn't wake up in the morning.
Rain, Rain, go away,
Come again another day,
He went to bed,
Heart full of dread,
and he didn't wake up in the morning.
It's Raining, Its pouring,
Take this as a warning,
Don't be mislead,
And go to your bed,
And head this old man's warning.
Her big beautiful eyes were piercing me up and close
Her playful smile playing all over, vainly trying to prepare me
But, as always, in a trance I lay, heart pounding, mind blanked out.
Completely unaware of everything, except her unabashedly gorgeous presence.
Moments passed, without a word, without an act
Didn't know it was that typical lull before the storm
And then it stormed down, here, there and everywhere
Voluptuous kisses, first gently in isolation and then unending showers.
Me taken completely by surprise, pinned, breathless, overwhelmed.
But, at the same time, enjoying the wildness, the ecstasy, the euphoria.
To get drenched in the first flush of rain, I guess, is always memorable.
'It's raining!' my little one exclaims, and I nod, struggling to look out.
Raining Bombs
Why do strangers shed blood?
Open waters, there's another flood.
War against their own brothers.
Weapons used to hurt others.
Where do we run too?
The war has been measured to you.
Fight to survive.
Stand tall for one life.
The sky is raining bombs.
What is the point of this when too many will fall?
The sky is on fire.
Sadness is in the air.
Not one stone will be on top of the other.
Everything has fallen in 24 hours.
The ultimate war will never end.
Through the smoke we all need a friend.
A nightmare has begun.
Pull them out of the rubble and lend a hand.
You can’t bury the dead.
Our enemy must pay for what they did.
I pray over those who are gone.
This is your 9/11, we have a bond.
Hold up a candle to remember the lost.
Walk with me and take up the cross
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