Rapunzel
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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
Rapunzel
Age: 124
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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.
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
Age: 124
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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
Age: 124
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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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'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
Age: 124
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Tears Of Snow
It's a long, cold night With a misty sight Gentle, white flakes Quickly cakes The slowly, freezing ground The snow is a little dense No caring of the prescence Of another thing Silently she watches No sound is heard With the pale light of the moon Revealing another sight More snow falls Though not from a cloud It mixes with the ground No grass is shone And quietly she cries alone Her tears of snow
Rapunzel
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WIPE MY TEARS
I WISH I CAN STOP TIME, I WISH I CAN REWIND, EVERY BEGGING OF EVERY SECOND OF MY LIFE, TO ASK GOD, ON MY HAND AND KNEES, TO NEVER LET ME FORGET, ALL MY SPECAIL MEMERIES, SEE I'M GONNA PROMISE TO DAY, IF ITS MY TIME TO GO, I NEVER WANT THE LOVE IN MY LIFE, TO EVER FADE AWAY, SO LAST TIME LET ME OPEN MY EYES, AND SEE WHAT MY LIFE USE TO BE LIKE, I PRAY, GOD SEND ME AN ANGEL, FROM THE HEAVEN ABOVE, SEND ME AN ANGLE, TO KEEP MY BROKIN HEART, FOR BEING IN LOVE, CUZ ALL I DO IS CRY, GOD SEND ME AN ANGEL, TO WIPE THE TEARS FROM MY EYES
Rapunzel
Age: 124
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Tears of strength
It is hard to stop quivering lips. A river which you are beside of. Drinking its water, it never runs dry. Evergreen shores, fulfilled promises. Those who have gone on before. I can only wish, I can only wonder. A crown of glory, a robe of white. Far gone from this world of troubles. I do not walk alone nor do I cry alone. There are many who shed these tears. O'these tears of earthly woe's. They have been falling for long days now. I can only call them how I see them. Tears of strength.
Rapunzel
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Tears From The Most Beautiful Memories
My eyes can be so far from you But my thinks still can't forget you More i erase all your faces More beautiful all about you You're still smile inside my heart Even no more care for me in your heart
Many time i asked for your help But i've never been important for you Never i could gave you something Except the love that never can to open the door of your heart Never real enough in front of you eyes
Now your faces are just my past It's sleep and sleep iside my heart And it's only can i feel in my fake worlds When my heart wake it up for me For a daydream when my night's so cold Then i scattered my tears away
Rapunzel
Age: 124
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The Fountain of Tears
If you go over desert and mountain, Far into the country of Sorrow, To-day and to-night and to-morrow, And maybe for months and for years; You shall come with a heart that is bursting For trouble and toiling and thirsting, You shall certainly come to the fountain At length,—to the Fountain of Tears.
Very peaceful the place is, and solely For piteous lamenting and sighing, And those who come living or dying Alike from their hopes and their fears; Full of cypress-like shadows the place is, And statues that cover their faces: But out of the gloom springs the holy And beautiful Fountain of Tears.
And it flows and it flows with a motion So gentle and lovely and listless, And murmurs a tune so resistless To him who hath suffered and hears— You shall surely—without a word spoken, Kneel down there and know your heart broken, And yield to the long-curbed emotion That day by the Fountain of Tears.
For it grows and it grows, as though leaping Up higher the more one is thinking; And ever its tunes go on sinking More poignantly into the ears: Yea, so blessed and good seems that fountain, Reached after dry desert and mountain, You shall fall down at length in your weeping And bathe your sad face in the tears.
Then alas! while you lie there a season And sob between living and dying, And give up the land you were trying To find 'mid your hopes and your fears; —O the world shall come up and pass o'er you, Strong men shall not stay to care for you, Nor wonder indeed for what reason Your way should seem harder than theirs.
But perhaps, while you lie, never lifting Your cheek from the wet leaves it presses, Nor caring to raise your wet tresses And look how the cold world appears— O perhaps the mere silences round you— All things in that place Grief hath found you— Yea, e'en to the clouds o'er you drifting, May soothe you somewhat through your tears.
You may feel, when a falling leaf brushes Your face, as though some one had kissed you, Or think at least some one who missed you Had sent you a thought,—if that cheers; Or a bird's little song, faint and broken, May pass for a tender word spoken: —Enough, while around you there rushes That life-drowning torrent of tears.
And the tears shall flow faster and faster, Brim over and baffle resistance, And roll down blear'd roads to each distance Of past desolation and years; Till they cover the place of each sorrow, And leave you no past and no morrow: For what man is able to master And stem the great Fountain of Tears?
But the floods and the tears meet and gather; The sound of them all grows like thunder: —O into what bosom, I wonder, Is poured the whole sorrow of years? For Eternity only seems keeping Account of the great human weeping: May God, then, the Maker and Father— May He find a place for the tears!
Rapunzel
Age: 124
7072 days old here
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Rainbow Tears
Through rainbow tears I see love's true colors Shining bright amongst them above all others... Red, Green, Yellow, violet and blue... All these beautiful colors I now see in you.
Love is my pot of gold, Forever within my grasp All I need are open eyes And a map to complete this task.
And the storm will come of this we know And darkness soon calls the show Around me a rainbow of tears have spent. My pot of gold to you have went.
And miracle is the day I found My rainbow tears scattered upon the ground My heart forever now is glad Leaving room for light to replace the sad.
And to the dearest most sacred spot My rainbow tears your hand has caught. In this bond we shall forever rest. Two souls combined for the rainbow test.
