Why do I like rainy days?

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Why do I like rainy days?​

I like rainy days
with their gray mornings
that reflect sadness
because drop by drop
but lavishly
the sky is poured
over the thirst of the earth.

I like rainy days
with color of cosmic dreams
and with pain of wounded clouds
because the whining height
is offered without selfishness
for the unrepentant world.

I like the rainy days,
but with copious rains,
because water fills the void
that left the deluded men
between their ethereal castles
and the deep cracks
which opened their actions.

And I like rainy days
full of those indiscreet lights,
satiated with fear of storm,
which is becoming
increasingly immense
to convince humans
of the triviality of his lineage.

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I love rainy days as well. I perceive rain as a sign of purification, as a an act of feeding thirst. It is just, just beautiful...I love to gaze out the window and watch the grey clouds canvassing the sky like silky wavy curtains announcing the rain...Then, watching the rainfall creating rivers down the hills, the streets.

I enjoyed your poem very much.

 

Good job.

 

I celebrate, dear friend and poet Sofía Desiré, that you also love the rainy days. I admire the way you perceive the rain. It is a charming message, almost a poem.

Thank you for these beautiful words that you dedicate to my verses. I'm very glad that you enjoyed my poem.

Another big and fraternal hug,

Ulpiano

 

This stanza killed the sorrow of a bad and griefful day over this times.Beautiful and ethereal poem.Regards at distance.

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What a beautiful way, dear friend and poet Negaraliss9, to praise my poem. Thank you for considering it beautiful and ethereal.

Another big and fraternal hug,

Ulpiano