When Summer Rain Ends

 

 

Sing no sad song, not yet

Or I’ll behold in your lids,

Hang the sweet tears of agony

Rather paint me visions

Of thousand smiles in your lips…

And upon your lips…your lips…

The vision of night will fade away…

Kiss me not, not yet…

Least you’ll awaken a silent sea!

And it’s faint murmuring

Turn to turbulent despair!

But surely when you pass away

I’ll grasp the air

And kissed the same

That kissed you.

Dry your tears,

let not your tears

Warm my icy tomb

And when light fade

Softly from my eyes

Take my hands once more

And into the clouds, I’ll fly…

When summer rain ends.

 

 

Published by michnavs

Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign. Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts. Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer. Michelle passionately blogs at www.michnavs.wordpress.com, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence. A published author on Spillwords NYC https://spillwords.com/what-if-snowflakes-dont-fall-in-winter/ Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS. kindly go check the following links –https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-the-ravaging-virulent-covid-19-pandemic-a-special-journal/ –https://personalitiesofinspiration.wordpress.com/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-covid-19-a-womawords-june-edition/

28 thoughts on “When Summer Rain Ends

  1. This is achingly beautiful. If I were to compare I would say Yeats and Neruda are in my mind just now. I have no higher praise. Except that you alone have your voice and it is a deeply moving voice

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    1. Thank you..and yes i think it is that inner voice in me that brings out beautiful poetry…
      And mostly by now..its been raining fron.where i am, which should not be because its summer…so i call it summer rain …it gave birth to my series of summer rain poems…

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