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Rainy Day Poems

  • Writer: Ashley Bradford
    Ashley Bradford
  • Jul 17, 2024
  • 2 min read

Some people love cloudy and rainy days, others find them dark and depressing. I don't mind the rain, for without it the flowers dare not grow and the grass becomes dust and withers underneath your bare feet.


I find rainy days are the best days to curl up with a book and a hot teacup, with a sweater or a blanket. They also seem to be when I write the most insightful pieces.


Rain is such a calm wonder, when it is a gentle rain, that is. I don't mean the loud, thundering eruption of the sky, but the soft rain that you can hear patter on the roof or over your window glass. It's as if the sky gets too heavy and has to have a breath of peace to cleanse the air.


I would rather the sky have tears, then for it to withhold its sorrow, and leave the world in drought and despair.


It's okay to cry when there's too much on your mind -

The clouds rain too when things get heavy.

-Amina Mehmood


May the flowers remind us why the rain was so necessary.

-Xan Oku

The beauty of rain,

it's like a symphony in the sky.

Pounding drums on my roof,

serenades on my windows.

An angelic ballet of raindrops

dancing around my garden.

A spectacle I could witness

for the rest of my days.

-N.C.


When it rains,

The world softens

Around the edges;

Streets and

Sidewalks become

A liquid mirror

Onto which lights

And colors bleed.

When it rains,

Everything

Becomes

Beautiful...

For a while.

-John Mark Green


In time of silver rain

The earth puts forth new life again.

Green grasses grow

And flowers lift their heads,

And over all the plain

The wonder spreads.


Of Life,

Of Life,

Of Life,


In time of silver rain

The butterflies lift silken wings

To catch a rainbow cry

And trees put forth new leaves to sing

In joy beneath the sky

As down the roadways

Passing boys and girls

Go singing too


In time of silver rain when spring

And life

Are new.

-Langston Hughes


Rain never lasts forever, and when it is done, the earth is refreshed, and the sky paints a beautiful portrait promise that at some point the rain will end.









 
 
 

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