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Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony
Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony
Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony
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"Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony" invites readers into a world where nature and emotion intertwine through evocative verse. Each poem serves as a note in a haunting melody, resonating with the whispers of rain and the echoes of silence.  As droplets fall, they trace the contours of love, loss, and longing, revealing the beauty hidden with

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Release dateDec 30, 2024
ISBN9789908173740
Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony

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    Shadows of the Rainwoven Symphony - Johan Kirsipuu

    Drumming on the Pavement's Skin

    Raindrops dance on asphalt gray,

    A symphony to greet the day.

    Each thump and splash a vibrant thrum,

    A heartbeat loud, a city’s drum.

    With every echo, stories rise,

    Of lives entwined beneath the skies.

    The rhythm pulses, swift and keen,

    Painting moments, felt but unseen.

    Streetlights flicker in the haze,

    Guiding dreams through misty maze.

    Tires rolling, soft refrain,

    A melody of joy and pain.

    Feet shuffle to the beat of rain,

    A harmony that breaks the chain.

    In puddles formed, reflections sway,

    Drumming on the pavement’s gray.

    So let the storm compose its song,

    In drumming soft where we belong.

    With every drop, a new begin,

    On pavement’s skin, our hearts drum in.

    The Silent Song of a Clouded Mind

    Thoughts like whispers, drifting slow,

    In corners dark, where shadows grow.

    A melody, both soft and frail,

    The silent song, a muted wail.

    Clouds gather thick, obscure the light,

    A symphony lost in the night.

    Each echo fades, a fleeting trace,

    Of distant hopes, a hollow space.

    Yet in the stillness, voices creep,

    Awakening what fears we keep.

    A tapestry of dreams rewind,

    The silent song of a clouded mind.

    In solitude, the heart does yearn,

    For clarity in chaos, learn.

    Through tangled thoughts, a spark will shine,

    Illuminating where hearts align.

    So let the clouds begin to part,

    And give a voice to every heart.

    In whispers soft, we’ll find the key,

    The silent song that sets us free.

    Veils of Dew-Kissed Sound

    In morning's light, the world awakes,

    With drops of dew that softly quakes.

    Each blade of grass a fragile tune,

    A symphony beneath the moon.

    Veils of mist wrap close the trees,

    Whispering secrets with the breeze.

    A gentle sound, a tender touch,

    Nature's breath, we crave so much.

    Birds awaken with songs so sweet,

    In this moment, hearts can meet.

    Melodies of life abound,

    In veils of dew-kissed sound.

    The sun will rise and chase away,

    The whispers soft, the night’s ballet.

    Yet in each note, the echoes stay,

    A harmony that won’t decay.

    So let us linger in this guise,

    Where every sound can touch the skies.

    In twilight's fold, let dreams be found,

    Within the veils of dew-kissed sound.

    Reflections in Puddles of Past

    In stillness lies a mirror's gleam,

    Fragments of dreams, lost in a stream.

    Footsteps linger, shadows trace,

    Echoes soft, in this quiet space.

    Raindrops dance on the surface clear,

    Whispers of moments we hold dear.

    Memories ripple, fade away,

    But in the puddles, they softly stay.

    A child's laughter, a lover's sigh,

    In these reflections, we learn to fly.

    Each ripple tells a story old,

    In puddles deep, our past is told.

    Beneath the sky, we search for peace,

    In the fleeting, we find release.

    What we were, and what we've grown,

    In watery depths, we find our home.

    Shimmering Echoes Beneath the Clouds

    Beneath the clouds, a world of light,

    Shimmering echoes, dancing bright.

    In gentle whispers, nature calls,

    Within the shadows, beauty sprawls.

    The sun breaks through in golden threads,

    Warming hearts and calming heads.

    Each gust of wind, a tale to tell,

    Of dreams that linger, and fears that quell.

    Leaves that rustle with secrets shared,

    In nature's arms, we find we cared.

    With every drop,

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