Rapunzel
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THROUGH THE WINDOW, I'M EXPERIENCING THE RAIN I SWEAR I CAN FEEL THEIR PAIN
IF ONLY I HAD WINGS I WOULD FLY LIKE A BIRD LOOKING DOWN ON YOU AND ME IF ONLY I HAD WINGS I WOULD FLY SO HIGH I'D BE LOOKING DOWN LOOKING DOWN YA IF ONLY I HAD WINGS IF ONLY I COULD FLY
SHADES OF DISCONTENT HAVE TORN ME FROM MY HOUSE AND AS I TRY TO SLEEP MY MIND FADES IN AND OUT SECOND GLANCES, NO ROMANCES, I HAVE TAKEN MY CHANCES WHEN I FLY TOO… HIGH
IF ONLY I HAD WINGS I WOULD FLY LIKE A BIRD LOOKING DOWN ON YOU AND ME
IF ONLY I HAD WINGS I WOULD'D FLY SO HIGH I'D BE LOOKING DOWN , LOOKING DOWN
IF ONLY I COULD FLY IF ONLY I HAD WINGS I'D BE LOOKING DOWN ON YOU AND ME
Rapunzel
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'It's Raining! It's Raining! '
Clouds gather, And the sky goes black. Children scream and jump with glee. 'It's raining! It's raining! ' shouts a boy of about five, Who's never felt rain in his life.
Everyone runs out, with cups and barrels, bowls and pots, to collect as much water as they can. Now they can drink clean water at last. It rains for days on end and causes a flood.
The rain that once brought hope Has now brought sorrow and fear. People drown. Houses are washed away, into a never-ending river.
The dry desiccated land that once was, Is now an opaque tarn, The dehydrated fields, a murky pool with bodies of starved men, women, and children floating about.
Now we look back at the melodious sound of a child. A happy child. A happy child of about five, crying out with joy, 'It's raining! It's raining! '
Rapunzel
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“It Could Be Raining On The Moon”
In my fertile mind…., I’m humming your favorite tune…., But don’t tell the creature…., From the black lagoon…., Cause I don’t want her to know…., It Could Be Raining On The Moon…..! ! !
Rapunzel
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Of Rainfall And Wind
The river bank high roars on it's way down Under the bridge on the high road near the old country town And the tall trees are soughing in the wind and the rain The things i once knew i re-visit again, The gurglings of the water in the roadside drain And the calls of the jackdaws with me does remain These memories i brought with me from far away Of rainfall and wind on a wild Autumn day, The stream from the old hill through my memory flow My past it goes with me to where-ever i go Cattle in the wet and bare fields are bellowing for hay And on the tall beech tree in jet black and gray The gray crow is cawing near where the river roars by And the low dark clouds of rain creep through the morning sky.
Rapunzel
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Crimson Rainfall
I drift to the place the place My imaginary wind whispered place* Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story* Falling from blood stained eyes turning to crimson pain Every raindropp tells a story Down they fall all a blur tell me tell me of your hurt A love so deep as it slashes splitting wrists as it shards to the ground already broken The gently streaming of love’s pain lullaby All so many crimson of so many traces Tell the story tell the story of loves pain lullaby One the red dropp cried from a broken eye of a shattered soul falling turning to crimson dropp of pain. Can’t stay can’t live gata fall gata bleed Must get it out can’t stay in gata fall gata fall Ice, cold, death, hate Never too old never too late. Blood streams never stopping ever flowing Rain falls down cry cry cry Don’t know why feel like I’m to die He loved left for a clean un-stained dry face No love in this cold desolate rain filled place Crimson flowing at a slow steady lullaby pace Put me to sleep Put me to sleep In my imaginary wind whispered place Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story I wake, blood flow, heart no glow I wake to find it wasn’t a dream
Rapunzel
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Rainfall
Patting the roads, With its silver rods It makes rivulets With precious droplets. Sometimes only a trickle Sometimes a waterfall It falls and cools the desert in our mind. It comes with the drum of thunder And make the peacocks wonder. It lashes against the window pane And washes away my pain. The howling wind and the dancing trees Make the rain much beautiful. Over the roof with a 'pittar-patter' On the ground with a ' tit- tat-tit' It falls down with its music. Rainfall- it showers missiles But brings down peace to our mind.
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Thunder and Lightening and Rain
bring on the thunder and bring on the rain the lightnening a wonder too good to be seen the thunder only a few seconds the lightening flashing as it beckons the rain is everlasting the thunder returns with a blasting A calm! the storm has ended the messge to the people having been sended that they don't control all on this earth humbling some and showing their worth other's don't listen so this strom will rage again barreling ahead in anger like a freight train if only humans could look into the eye of the storm and see the surreal calm and life's true form
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Grimacing Rain
It was raining and raining for hours nonstop nobody knows when to go back, As if it was grimacing in silence like dark night It may take time to talk again, for a while.
Night may break in to day, hours into minutes but those silence may not shredded to rain of tears And that hours of rain was the tears of silence that rippled into voice of grimacing - protracted.
If I asked to reason out curves of silence It may cajole to suggest inkling of love provoking- For the tears fallen in rain, of thosa unbeaten songs lest silence may censure grimacing.
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All Colors Cry In Rain
The air smells bitterly of dying things. Wind blows gray trees into a tragic blur, I have no name for any leaf that falls. I only know the colors cry in rain.
The dusk breaks in blue fragments at my feet. Birds splatter skypanes with india ink. Smoke from the chimney forms your Slavic face, Your touch completes the fenceposts of my mind.
Rapunzel
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Rain Of My Heart
I hear the rain of my heart, it doesn't neglect to play its part. I can't face the night alone, memories haunt this house - my fears are shown. Can't stop thinking of you, when we wore love like it was brand new.
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Rain is Falling
Rain, rain, its always raining, Rain, rain, I end up saying, Rain, rain, please go away now, Rain, rain, just leave right now, Rain, rain, don’t know how, I don’t care how, To make my rainy day just go away…
So I stand, in the pouring rain, So I can, feel the growing pain, Of having rain, coming down like the Armageddon flame.
I can see raindrops playing their game, Even though they look the same, I know that there is more to rain……
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flimsy like paper lace
Flimsy like a lace paper window pane Rattled in a heavy wind blown rain The rain The rain came quickly down And the shutters leaked as they tried in vain To curb the pelting sound The rain the rain falls wet and cold And weakens the hillside ground Which then gives way and Tumults over the wall which cannot hold The rain the rain When will it end The rain will never cease The rain will someday wash our weary souls I am told The rain the rain the rain the rain
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The First Rain by Yehuda Amichai
The first rain reminds me Of the rising summer dust. The rain doesn't remember the rain of yesteryear. A year is a trained beast with no memories. Soon you will again wear your harnesses, Beautiful and embroidered, to hold Sheer stockings: you Mare and harnesser in one body.
The white panic of soft flesh In the panic of a sudden vision Of ancient saints.
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Beloved, Let Us Once More Praise The Rain by Conrad Aiken
Beloved, let us once more praise the rain. Let us discover some new alphabet, For this, the often praised; and be ourselves, The rain, the chickweed, and the burdock leaf, The green-white privet flower, the spotted stone, And all that welcomes the rain; the sparrow too,— Who watches with a hard eye from seclusion, Beneath the elm-tree bough, till rain is done. There is an oriole who, upside down, Hangs at his nest, and flicks an orange wing,— Under a tree as dead and still as lead; There is a single leaf, in all this heaven Of leaves, which rain has loosened from its twig: The stem breaks, and it falls, but it is caught Upon a sister leaf, and thus she hangs; There is an acorn cup, beside a mushroom Which catches three drops from the stooping cloud. The timid bee goes back to the hive; the fly Under the broad leaf of the hollyhock Perpends stupid with cold; the raindark snail Surveys the wet world from a watery stone... And still the syllables of water whisper: The wheel of cloud whirs slowly: while we wait In the dark room; and in your heart I find One silver raindrop,—on a hawthorn leaf,— Orion in a cobweb, and the World.
Rapunzel
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Song For The Rainy Season by Elizabeth Bishop Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black bromelias, lichens, owls, and the lint of the waterfalls cling, familiar, unbidden.
In a dim age of water the brook sings loud from a rib cage of giant fern; vapor climbs up the thick growth effortlessly, turns back, holding them both, house and rock, in a private cloud.
At night, on the roof, blind drops crawl and the ordinary brown owl gives us proof he can count: five times--always five-- he stamps and takes off after the fat frogs that, shrilling for love, clamber and mount.
House, open house to the white dew and the milk-white sunrise kind to the eyes, to membership of silver fish, mouse, bookworms, big moths; with a wall for the mildew's ignorant map;
darkened and tarnished by the warm touch of the warm breath, maculate, cherished; rejoice! For a later era will differ. (O difference that kills or intimidates, much of all our small shadowy life!) Without water
the great rock will stare unmagnetized, bare, no longer wearing rainbows or rain, the forgiving air and the high fog gone; the owls will move on and the several waterfalls shrivel in the steady sun.
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to write truthfully about the rain
I must be here when the rain falls heavily and when the waters rise above canals and manholes where what i see is water everywhere when the rain does not stop i must cross this street to another street taking the middle of this flooded ways without an umbrella without my clothes on
the rain falls in all freedom to the pores of my body penetrating the thickness of my hair my mouth drinks its drops my ears take some more
i may be blinded and even be deaf let the rain fall freely & heavily on my body
only then can i truthfully write about this rain this walk this wetness this freedom this oneness on the world that cries on these drops these tears
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As rain falls
As rain falls upon me, it hits every wound healing one by one i lay there and rain falls whispering in my ear telling me to enjoy the eternal life it has healing my wounds that have been tormented and rejected It tells me don't feel pain, let it banish from your soul Let it crumble in your head Rain falls down and flashes an eternal light upon me As i become the unbroken angel of rain Discovering the wondrous powers of rain As it tells me, you will never feel pain, you feel joy
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Rapunzel said:
As rain falls
As rain falls upon me, it hits every wound healing one by one i lay there and rain falls whispering in my ear telling me to enjoy the eternal life it has healing my wounds that have been tormented and rejected It tells me don't feel pain, let it banish from your soul Let it crumble in your head Rain falls down and flashes an eternal light upon me As i become the unbroken angel of rain Discovering the wondrous powers of rain As it tells me, you will never feel pain, you feel joy
