Rain, Rain, Rain by Jonathan ROBIN
Rain, rain, rainon pain's pane which is shuttered quite.Though I would that my eye could spya cloudless starry night! O well for the pilot wisewho thunderstorm avoidsby climbing through the ski
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Rain, rain, rainon pain's pane which is shuttered quite.Though I would that my eye could spya cloudless starry night! O well for the pilot wisewho thunderstorm avoidsby climbing through the ski
When I wake up my sleepy headI've got my trousers on in bedI'm first at the breakfast tablehair a mess and clothes dishevelledeat my cornflakes and flybut always kiss my mum goodbyeso she'll tid
It’s the end of summer, the sweltering heat, makes human sweat in the night, and makes the plants and trees, wilt even in the moonlit nights.The eastern wind breeze brings an eerie feeling, t
One Chinese lantern, forgotten when the lawn partywas spoiled by a summer downpour, waves in the drizzly windfrom a nylon string.Something sad in the aircomingles with the fragranceof yellow ja
When shall it again rain uponthis parched and thirsty land? Will any come off diviningwhile our heart lay pining? Shall we again glimpsethat crystal crown upon our king? Come forth from yon c
Thou rain loveThou rain peaceThou rain appeasementThou rain vigourRain! Rain! Rain! Thou rain heavily To floor all filth of my soulTo quench my universal thirstThou rain with heavy showerMy
When the rain drops fall on my headThen I feel the greatness of the natureWhen the heat on earth vaporizedThen the clouds above makes the rainWhen the rain drops fall on my headThen I see the fa
You’re wet, you’re cold, You’re kinda gloomy.I jumped for cover, Inside my roomy.The constant thump, Of every drop.The slap the slop, The glip the glop.Every thud, Echo’s my brain.
POEM IS HIDDEN. CANNOT BE READ WITHOUT THE PERMISSION OF THE AUTHORAuthor: Sathya Narayana
Rain on me, my GodRain on me.Make me naked.Pour your rainon my bodyin my soulon and in my heartand in my intellect.I want to be wetwith You, my God.Rain on me my God rain on me.Author
the rain, it comesdown in so many waysstraight, slanted, hurriedor so slowly, lazilyit drizzles ever so slowly- an old man trudging through the lane -throughout mornuntil the pool is fullfu
Bid adieu to the hot wavesAs the cold breeze have set in, Bringing joy to our mindsAs the rains have peeped in.With the onset of rain The scorching heat goes down the drain, The sudden thunder