Top 63 Rain Poetry Quotes
#1. Sharing one umbrella,
We have to hold each other,
Round the waist to keep together,
You ask me why I'm smiling-
It's because I'm thinking,
I want it to rain forever.
Vicki Feaver
#2. the rain that held the light
that fell, the rain that fell,
the light that held
Anne Michaels
#3. What could my mother be
to yours? What kin is my father
to yours anyway? And how
did you and I meet ever?
But in love
our hearts have mingled
like red earth and pouring rain.
Vikram Chandra
#4. Rain's pouring and it's too cold.
All people bored and I even accord
What to do but spell a tale told:
So once upon a time a land in the shore...
Ana Claudia Antunes
#5. I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.
Pablo Neruda
#6. By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,
From there the wind comes and blows over the world,
By the sandy water I breathe in the odor of the sea,
From there the clouds come and rain falls over the world.
Jane Bierhorst
#8. Within this raindrop there must be a heart- a heart that weeps the pain of longing. I have her in my palm where the silvery rays of the morn reflect the beauty of the whole cosmos and I kiss her with all my yearning!
Preeth Nambiar
#9. Only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane ...
John Geddes
#10. Here's to adrenaline.
Here's to dramatic abandon of protocol.
Here's to treasured pain and purple rain.
Here's to chasing our souls,
burning across to sky.
Here's to drinking the ash as it falls,
and not asking why.
Virginia Petrucci
#11. He thinks my hair smells like spring rain. I'm really trying to remain stoic and unaffected. I remind myself that I don't like poetic language. I don't like poetry. I don't even like people who like poetry.
But I'm not dead inside either.
Nicola Yoon
#12. Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
Sara Teasdale
#13. And the silence, it cuts me. The silence, it gores me,
Spilling my blood as the rain falls on me.
Excerpt from "Silence
Angela B. Chrysler
#14. Pain
Waves are the sea's white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?
Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.
Sara Teasdale
#16. You touched my heart...ever so softly
and I realized
tears had never been...merely salt
and the rain
Oh the Rain!
had never been merely water.
Sanober Khan
#17. Green trees against the sky in the spring rain while the sky set off the spring trees in the obscuration. Red flowers dot the land in the breeze's chase while the land colored up in red after the kiss.
Gayle Forman
#18. I had thought so once
That it was I who saw in your eyes
The raindrops pinging on the windows;
Hearing only with ears
The stars and the rain;
Now that I truly open my eyes and ears
I realize that I am myself the stars and the rain.
Ilchi Lee
#19. Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.
Tears are shed in my heart like the rain on the town.
Paul Verlaine
#20. Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.
Dejan Stojanovic
#21. In the rain-swept afternoon
my heart discovers
the tragedy of autumn
raining from the trees.
Martin Sorrell
#22. We ain't got time for a goddamn poetry recital. An' your juices feel like rain on the inferno? What the fuck is that, is that from the letter you wrote to penthouse?
Garth Ennis
#23. In school, I hated poetry - those skinny,
Malnourished poems that professors love;
The bad grammar and dirty words that catch
In the mouth like fishhooks, tear holes in speech.
Pablo, your words are rain I run through,
Grass I sleep in.
George Elliott Clarke
#24. Too lazy to be ambitious,
I let the world take care of itself.
Ten days' worth of rice in my bag;
a bundle of twigs by the fireplace.
Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment?
Listening to the night rain on my roof,
I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out.
Ryokan
#26. you make autumn mist
taste like champagne
and turn winter rain
into the elixir of life itself.
Sanober Khan
#27. You ask me to write you a poem,
I pen you an empty ocean,
You run away.
You ask me who I am,
I paint you a breaking sky,
You weep in the rain.
Jenim Dibie
#28. What the roses are saying cannot be heard through voice
but through beauty as you watch the rain slip
from their petals and hang from their edges.
(Dena Colhoff, student)
Timothy P. McLaughlin
#29. But some nights, I must tell you,
I go down there after everyone has fallen asleep.
I swim back and forth in the echoing blackness.
I sing a love song as well as I can,
lost for a while in the home of the rain.
Billy Collins
#30. The other day, when my 4-year-old saw a flowering tree and said, "Daddy, it's raining petals," that was poetry that just melted my heart into a mushy, yummy Fudgsicle.
Brendan Fraser
#31. My tears of joy
hear the raindrops crying,
as the rain never wants to pour
down on my cloudy days
when I make
our love-dreams
for the sun to dream
only for you ...
(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)
Munia Khan
#33. I wish to stay drenched
forever
in those rain-blue eyes
in those...soul-reaching crystals
not moving a muscle
nor breathing
just
savoring
this turquoise ache
against my heart.
Sanober Khan
#34. Sometimes the rain
falls
just for you and me
to be the violin
playing
in the background
of our loneliness's song.
Sanober Khan
#35. I'm running out of things to say.
I've stopped stealing pages out of poetry books, but last week I pocketed a thesaurus and looked for synonyms for you and could only find rain
and more rain
and a thunderstorm that sounded like glass, like crystal, an orchestra.
Shinji Moon
#36. With the rain falling
surgically against the roof,
I ate a dish of ice cream
that looked like Kafka's hat.
It was a dish of ice cream
tasting like an operating table
with the patient staring
up at the ceiling.
Richard Brautigan
#37. What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
But I can be happy and building at home.
Robert Louis Stevenson
#40. Poetry is just so emo." he said. "Oh, the pain. The pain. It always rains. In my soul.
John Green
#41. A bank is a place where they lend you an umbrella in fair weather and ask for it back when it begins to rain.
Robert Frost
#42. Love me...with all the abandon
of a sudden wild rain.
Sanober Khan
#43. When the Brooklyn rain comes down
hopefully it will be to fuckin' wake you up
Julian Gallo
#45. I love you because no two snowflakes are alike, and it is possible, if you stand tippy-toe, to walk between the raindrops.
Nikki Giovanni
#46. the song of the dead
heavy as rain
on the wide banana leaves
hard as drums
Antonio Cisneros
#48. What's a rainy day
without some delicious
coffee-flavoured loneliness?
Sanober Khan
#49. Screw poetry, it's you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your skin.
Margaret Atwood
#51. Days like this, like your day today.
maybe the rain on the window trying to
get through to you. What do you see today?
what is it? where are you?
the best days are sometimes the first,
sometimes the middle and even sometimes the last
Charles Bukowski
#52. You have survived so much
that no one remembers.
And you still spread warm
rain on all your overgrown
lots. And you still get dressed
in the morning. You still
open wide for the sun.
Jacqui Germain
#54. Under the Sun of the night. The Sun in winter is addictive. And at night like it is. To be in the forest and wait for a rain of sighs.
Gwen Calvo
#56. 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
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#57. April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.
T. S. Eliot
#58. You have a storm in your heart
and you must accept
not everyone was born to handle rain.
Alaska Gold
#59. I want you to crave
the crisp ocean breeze
as much as I do.
I want your soul to be
as rain-swept
as mine.
Sanober Khan
#60. In my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain ...
John Geddes
#61. Give me
a moon-blanket night
to keep me warm
a long-gone smile
to comfort me
a pair of rain-blue eyes
to haunt me
a simple soul
...to love me.
Sanober Khan
#62. In visions of the night, like dropping rain,
Descend the many memories of pain
Aeschylus
#63. I wanted a line in a poem to be the hollow ney of the dervish orchestra whose plaintive wail is a call to God. But all I achieved was awkward shrieking. Not even the pure shriek of a reed in the rain.
Anne Michaels
