Rainy Poems - Poems about Rainy

their faces, their laughs, the echoes of our past never leave they hide beneath the cover of everyday life, waiting for that moment when the mood drops and the days turn wet and gloomy. they appear again, just outside my line of sight, whispering memories of everything we ever did together. my mind tells me they’re gone to let go, to move on. i tell you, i tell myself: until...

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A wolf snake trying to hide itself under quilt rainy days wish...

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“I’m so very bored,” Raisin said with a frown “Me too,” said Rum, “but with rain pouring down, It’s not like we get to go out for some fun.” Raisin said, “Will this rain ever be done?” Sat on the window sill, tail swinging slow Rum said, “Dear sister, I really don’t know.” Raisin leapt up to sit next to her...

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Rainy Contemplative Hectic Frustrating Then the rain pours down and cleanses the earth and eases my soul as the soothing sound is a balm to my tense body You can almost hear the earth sigh after the refreshing shower I think my attitude was cleansed as well Rainy Mondays may be the best Mondays...

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The rain this morning is a bond A wet shadow breaks down her face They, the skies — drip in her blue blood The rain this morning is a bond For outstretched palm is bitten some, A lifetime within the cloud's chase — The rain this morning is a bond A wet shadow breaks down her face....

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Rain, I adore, I impatiently wait for, Like a wife awaits her husband from war. Sloshing, splashing scintillating drops, Soothing my skin with hopes along with my smudged heart, Rain, my first love, my sweetheart. Laying on the gullible grass, Staring at the sublime sky, Thinking of life's dreams made of glass, As the drops fall, lifting me to fly. After the sky is...

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,Little Rainy Drops of Wisdom, BLossoming flowers like sharing wisdom. Morning drops showering learners with new knowledge. Devine Dove shaping future experts. By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni @April 2025...

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A rainy morning Open window, early morning, music of rain, cold air Beautiful atmosphere in this city, outside is still dark Still dark, oh no …, the dark sky is slowly brightening I just kept the bright dark in my mind. I love the dark Darkness! Part of my life! Please, give me your light crown! The Light Crown! The magic...

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Everyone hates Rainy days They’re so cold and grey So why do they bring me peace? How does it put my mind at ease? The Storm matches my chaotic mind Slowing things down so that I can unwind The Rain washes out my pain And the darkness neutralizes my brain The weather aids my temper It tames the raging fire Cooling the blazing embers Causing my...

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The dream fills me with hope, But opening my eyes, Waking up to reality, Shatters them all. Dreams bloom like flowers in the spring, While present is like a rainy night mixed with thunderstorms. Would it have been better if I wasn't me? Or if i would have been the dream-me? Because if the dream fades, Who am I left to be at all? But...

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On rainy nights, in pensive thought, I claim the respite I have sought but seldom found on sunny days. Cool drops soothe more than brightest rays in times when life's with trouble fraught....

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The sky hangs heavy, draped in somber gray, A muffled silence whispers through the trees, The world is hushed, as if to softly pray, A gentle stillness borne upon the breeze. The rain descends, a soft and steady beat, On window panes, a rhythmic, calming sound, The dampened earth, a cool and sweet retreat, Where gentle puddles silently are found. The clouds drift...

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Starring out my window this December rainy night, all I can do is long for you again. Sometimes I feel I’m over you, like maybe I just might move on and forget about all that’s been. But as the raindrops fall, all of the tears I hold inside come tumbling down as blue skies turn to grey. And then it doesn’t...

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Fears stay forever, They don't deteriorate like weather. And I watch them through my foggy window, And I watch their lies flow. To grow old is to grow wise, That's what they said. But all this talk has gotten to their head, Presidents and doctors and Gymnasts too, This wisdom is not enough to mistake you, They thrive for openings to their neverending fears. They...

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The gentle sound of rain, Pattering on the windowpane, Is a soothing and peaceful sound, That's so calming and serene. The raindrops create a rhythmic beat, That's relaxing and slow, It's like music that calms the mind, And helps to make you go. The sound of rain is so therapeutic, It's a way to relax and unwind, And in the end, It's a beautiful thing to...

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