Rain Poem- Poem About Rain

Poem About Rain:-

There are three main seasons and the monsoon comes at the last after the summer. This rainy season is the season of joy and happiness and this season influenced poets and writers for describing the beauty of nature. The Monsoons play a major role in the economy of the country. agricultural sectors totally depend on the rain. the large variety of wildlife and greenery is mostly influenced by the monsoons. Rainy Days are the best day of whole the seasons so describing the beauty of the rainy days we the poetria pot collecting the best Poem on monsoon written by the well-known author so read all these poems and share with monsoon lovers.

Beautiful Rain

How beautiful is the rain! 

After the dust and heat, 

In the broad and fiery street, 

In the narrow lane,

How beautiful is the rain!

How it clatters along the roofs,

Like the tramp of hoofs

How it gushes and struggles out

From the throat of the overflowing spout!

Beautiful-Rain-Poem

Sacrificial rain

A few careless clouds 

Moved around in the sky 

Soon there came along 

More angry, dark clouds

They rubbed against 

With intentions to fight 

We saw bright sparks and 

Thunders in the sky.

Will the sparks and thunder 

Ever set the sky on fire? 

Clouds saw the danger 

And decided to act together

They came with this idea 

Of glorious self-sacrifice 

Alas the clouds fell like rain 

To avert the danger of fire.

Rainy Nights

I like the town on rainy nights

When everything is wet 

When all the town has magic lights

And streets of the shining jet!

When all the rain about the town

Is like a looking-glass,

And all the lights are upside-down

Below me as I pass.

In all the pools are velvet skies,

And down the dazzling street

A fairy city gleams and lies

In beauty at my feet.

Rain In Summer

How beautiful is the rain!

After the dust and heat,

In the broad and fiery street,

In the narrow lane,

How beautiful is the rain!

How it clatters along the roofs

Like the tramp of hoofs!

How it gushes and struggles out

From the throat of the overflowing spout!

Across the window-pane

It pours and pours;

And swift and wide,

With a muddy tide,

Like a river down the gutter roars

The rain, the welcome rain!

Maybe it's rain

Forget the darkness 

Forget the pain 

Forget the sadness 

When it starts to rain.

Forget the broken promise 

Forget the past 

It is time to bring 

Some happiness 

and make it last.

So wipe your tears 

and face your fear.

These tough days 

will not last longer 

Because darling 

You are so much stronger.

The Rainy Day

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary; 

The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, 

But at every gust, the dead leaves fall, 

And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary; 

My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, 

But the hopes of younger fall thick in the blast,

And the days are dark and dreary

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining,

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining,

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life, some rain must fall.

Some days must be dark and dreary.

Monsoon Misery

The sky is dark, the clouds are grey 

Here comes the monsoon. 

Hip Hip Hurray...!

Unfortunately, we can't go play.

Outside, the grass is full of dirt 

Inside, don't ask, bugs make it worse.

I realized not going out would be a sin 

But I can't help it, I'm stuck right in 

Soon later, the floods all start 

And then guess what? 

It's like a piece of art.

Lightning flashes

Thunder crashes 

And then it begins to rain 

With it, it brings mosquitoes 

And that makes it a pain

The rain has stopped 

And now were hot 

Though rain, you're a pain 

Please do come again.

Heavy Rain

The clouds come once again.

Slowly consuming the horizon.

The roaring of the thunder 

growing ever so loud.

Lightning strikes the ground 

with fierce strength

Heavy Rainfall upon all who are 

under Its thick, dark embrace.

Snuffing out the last glimmer of light.

All that remains is a melancholy 

sky painted grey.

The heavy, weakening mud 

renders them trapped.

Drowning in the unbearable 

sorrow, alone and hopeless.

Heavy-Rain Poem

It's Raining Again

It's raining again

I just can't remember

How long it has been 

Since the last rain.

I can feel how heavy it is

By the sound of its every fall 

I can listen in every corner of this room 

How the sky cries because of the pain.

No one knows and no one can tell 

How long she had to be strong 

For she capable to carry this kind of rain 

Before she gives in and lets it fall.

Let all those rainfall for today 

So that the sun can shine again the next day 

Because the world must move 

And should not be stacked on the same dark day.

Rain-Wash Anger

Let the rain wash away the anger you have 

retained inside of you for so long. 

Let it wash away the hurts and the pains you 

have carried it from so long.

Let it pour onto you the wisdom of selecting 

the right over the wrong.

Let it fill your heart with beautiful and 

meaningful divine songs.

Let it make peace with your past. 

Let it broaden your outlook fast. 

Let the rain do its job.

Don't get lost away among the worldly mob. 

Throw away your worries in a single flick. 

Prepare your eyes for the coming beautiful click.

Rain From haven

When the rain from 

heaven is pouring down, 

And the rays of the sun are 

breaking through the cloud.

 

The birds are singing out loud, 

While the rainbow appears 

and spreads all around.

They are throwing colors for you, 

Asking you to continue.

Giving up is something everyone can do, 

But fighting back requires 

courage possessed by only a few.

Be one of those few warriors 

and fight back my dear, 

Fight to achieve your dreams, 

fight for success is near!

Rain-From-Heaven-poem

Tearful Raindrops 

A thousand raindrops 

fall with each second

as lightning flashes 

and thunderbolts boom,

If the sky had emotions, 

I would imagine that 

it rains in anguish, 

for all that mankind has done 

or it could be grieving, 

for the loss of all that was living.

Whatever the case, 

it is full of sorrow 

never shedding a joyful tear, 

only a sad or hateful drop may fall.

There are times when the sky sent deluges

that drowned many and silenced their screams. 

Like the man who is flawed by being emotional 

and if the sky had emotions it would mirror man

These darkening clouds bring much misery

to those who hoped for a brighter day 

and somewhere a child is crying 

somewhere a grown man is sorrowing, 

somewhere someone is quietly dying 

while the rain continues its endless agony.