Posts tagged ‘rain ‘




The dream of my heart

(sometimes others express your feeling better.)

The dreams of my heart and my mind pass
nothing stays with me long
but I have had from a child
the deep solace of song.

If that should ever leave me
let me find death and stay
with things whose tunes are played out and forgotten
like the rain of yesterday.

Sara Teasdale

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Add a comment June 6, 2010

At Least

A window to happiness,

A wing to highness,

A sun for light,

A star for shine,

A drop of rain for joy,

A day,

A night,

A life,

A death,

A pill to kill

and,

A heart to beat,

once for one.

Add a comment January 8, 2010

Tears have a voice

Don’t stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I don’t sleep

I am a thousand winds

that blow

I am a diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight

or ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awake in the morning hush

I am the soft uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circling flight

I am the soft star that shines at night

Don’t stand on my grave and weep

I am not there, I did not die.

anonymous

Add a comment October 19, 2009

Under the rain

Under the rain, you called me.

Under the rain, you hold me.

Under the the rain, you told me.

Under the rain, you left me.

I am waiting for the rain,

For that day again,

To see you, to call you, to hold you and to tell you.

Add a comment July 15, 2009

broken heart

Only a broken heart
is near to your heart.
Even if you say nothing,
your silence is full of sounds,
you are a colorless smile,
implying colorful crying.
I am a small cloud,
I wanna rain with you!!

Add a comment June 23, 2009

A lonely planet

I am dry, like a dessert

need your rain.

I am empty, like a bubble

fill me with your fresh sentiment.

I am alone, like a planet

step on me, stay with me

Till the end of the world

or the life of a “lonely planet”.

Add a comment May 7, 2009

Rain

    Small drops of rain come down,
    from the eyes of the heaven
    to touch the lake
    to scribble the picture of tree rows
    sleeping on the surface of the lake.
    small drops of rain from you,
    to wash my eyes
    and, no one knows
    they are
    drops of tears or
    drops of rains,
    on my cheeks
    under the rain.

    Azadeh

    1 comment March 14, 2009

misty road

    I will go in a misty road,
    in a foggy day,
    under the rain,
    in a path full of leaves.
    I don’t know where,
    with only my backpack,
    I will go, go, go,
    so, one day,
    I will rise, rise, rise,
    like a black ocean,
    welling and swelling,
    in a day break,
    beset with mist,
    under the rain,…

    Azadeh

    Add a comment March 12, 2009