Top 20 Beautiful Poems about Summer Rain

FIRST RAIN OF SUMMER
Phan Thu Hà

The rain you bring cools the entire summer,
Chasing away the heat that lingered for days.
It refreshes every leaf and petal,
And suddenly, I long for a kiss once more.

I am mesmerized by the clear petals of the purple flower,
The glassy shade of violet reminding me of ink from days gone by.
The laughter of someone, sweet as the season’s first rain,
Soaks into my heart, refreshing like raindrops.

Your rain stirs forgotten dreams,
A summer where the lotus bloomed so grand.
The first kiss I ever felt, with a fragrance of lotus in the breeze,
My heart races with the waves of the full moon.

As the rain leaves, you return to past months,
The last summer, filled with memories of a farewell letter.
There is no shock at the first thunderstorm,
Just a girl watching the flowers fall, familiar on the streets.

And I, alone, running beneath your rain...

JUNE RAIN, MY DEAR
Nga Vũ

It’s June, and the rain is abundant, isn’t it?
Each drop stings, as it blinds my eyes with its sorrow.
The wind is light, but it’s enough to tangle my hair,
My small hands can’t stop the rain from wetting my lashes.

Have you forgotten the road where the leaves fall?
We used to laugh and talk in the distance.
Even if the rain comes, I couldn’t care less,
You never cared enough to shelter me from the wind!

The June sky is as dry as a girl’s mood,
One moment she cries, the next she laughs, as rain and sun intertwine.
My hands feel lost, unfamiliar to yours,
They belong to someone else, leaving me longing for something more...

Oh June, my dear! Each drop falls with such aching longing,
Bubbles of sadness break, unnoticed by anyone.
My fingers catch each dark drop,
Or perhaps it’s just my eyes, clouded with grey.

Yes, my dear, it’s because I miss you so much,
The world tilts, and so do I.
Wavering, I can’t name this sorrow,
As June bends the promises we made.

Goodbye, my dear, I will return to where it all began,
The place where we once met, now covered in moss.
I carry in my heart the tears that never stayed,
As the storm pushes away June’s rain...

Don’t come back, I won’t be waiting for you...

THE LOTUS SEASON OF THAT YEAR
Trần Thanh Nhàn

The June lotus seems to pull the hands of the gatherers,
The afternoon over West Lake is covered in mist.
Who colored the boat with red hues of the setting sun,
As the purple tint lingers, a reminder of love lost.

I return under a rain from another time,
Plucking large lotus leaves to shield us from the storm.
In the rain, the world draws closer,
Our hands clasped together, hurriedly entwined.

Clumsy as I am, the rain doesn't pause for me,
It rushes through, soaking us in its wake.
You remain indifferent, and I blame the rain for its haste,
Leaving June's lotus season to linger forever in our hearts...

JUNE RAIN
Poem: Tony Bui

The afternoon rain scatters like the wings of a bird,
Leaving one lost, wondering what to find in poetry.
The sea of love remains, who is still waiting?
The old riverbank in dreams calls out to be found.

Destiny rises and falls, like waves in the current,
Life pushes and pulls, leaving a heart heavy with sorrow.
The tears blend with the pouring rain,
While the winds carry memories, the clouds refuse to lift.

I long for the one who drinks the rain’s bitter sweetness,
Feeling the pain in every drop, a heart full of longing.
So many sleepless nights spent waiting,
Hoping for a conversation, for warmth and tenderness.

Far from you, the longing weighs on me,
Missing your jewel-like eyes and your rosy lips.
Yearning for the warmth of your embrace,
Wishing for the sweetness of a kiss that softens my lips.

Where has my youth gone?
The summer rains once made life bloom in beauty.
How I wish we could live under one roof,
Sharing joy, happiness, and singing together through life.

THE FLOODING RAIN

Pham Quang Thu

The sky darkens, a storm is near
No one believes it, just moments ago it was bright and clear
The next moment, rain pours down
The sound of the rain like stones crashing on a drum

The rain falls, bubbles rise and fall
The yard is flooded, no way for the water to escape
One night of summer rain pours down
The streets unfamiliar with the stream of water flowing on the pavement

Leaves and flowers fall, mourning the storm
The rain is fierce, the streetlights glow dimly
Shadows cast, umbrellas sheltering
Figures moving faintly along the wet sidewalk

Yesterday the streets were packed tight
But tonight, the rain drowns out the city, silent and deep
I wonder, has your heart returned yet
Or are you still tangled in the past, delayed and lost in the rain!

THIS AFTERNOON'S RAIN
Hoa Dien Vy


Is the rain this afternoon as sad as it was that day
When your eyes sparkled like beads of dew?
Which chrysanthemum dazes in the midst of the blooms
Its fragile petals swaying, falling gently on unfamiliar grass?

The droplets connect, swelling, dissolving the summer heat
The earth quenches its thirst, gulping down the rain in a blissful trance.
What rain could compare to this June afternoon's shower
When your small hand could not hold all the memories that it carries?

In that moment, two people wandered the streets
The breeze faintly pushing the forgotten wind
The water danced, sparkling on your lips
Thirsty, you bent down and drank from the raindrops…

The rain this afternoon emptied my heart, I longed to drink
As teardrops softly fell, catching the curve of your eyelashes...
(Hoa Dien Vy)

HẠ THƯƠNG

Có cơn mưa nào vừa dội xuống miền yêu
Làm tơi tả cánh bằng lăng trong chiều heo hút...
gió
Mây lang thang nơi đại ngàn xa đó
Có chở dùm nổi buồn về phía đại dương xanh

Em và anh chỉ cách một mùa hạ mong manh
Mà tháng sáu trời gieo bản tình sầu trên màu hoa tím ngắt
Nổi nhớ như dao cứa lòng người nhưng nhức
Thương như thương phận mình
lạc lõng những đêm sương

Mưa chiều nay rơi dài trên những mảnh tường loang
Tí tách
nỉ non như tiếng con mèo già..chua chát
Hoài công như con dã tràng xây lâu đài trên cát
Trút cạn linh hồn cho một mối tơ đau

Anh lạc về miền xa nên dĩ vãng chỉ là ký ức không màu
Bên ô cửa đìu hiu
em nép vào lòng đêm nương náu
Mà hạ vẫn thương em nên rót từng cơn mưa tháng sáu
Như xua tan bão lòng hay xua tiếng đời trôi

Anh có về khu vườn xưa xin đừng ghé lại chỗ em ngồi
Đừng nhặt cánh hoa tàn trên bậc thềm loang nước
Đừng với ánh trăng gầy trong màn đêm sũng ướt
Đừng...đừng khơi lại tro tàn khi tất cả đã hóa cơn mưa
9/06/2019

SUMMER RAIN

Bui Van Huy

There was a summer rain
Passing through the school years
A rain that seemed so strange!
It turned all the verses purple

The rain chased the wind
Excited and full of song
The rain poured down the narrow road
On the canopy of the old tamarind tree

The rain made the phoenix flowers bloom
It drenched the sound of cicadas
The rain gently touched cheeks flushed with youth
As dove eyes fluttered with joy

The rain left sadness in the yearbook
Soaked the sky of youth
Eyes blurred with tears
In the midst of the lingering summer rain

The rain trickled, tapping gently
Hesitant, swayed by the breeze
Some rain fell with a light giggle
Bringing the scattered summer back...

Bui Van Huy

CÒN LẠI ANH VÀ EM
Tác giả: Hồng Soi

Em chờ anh như chờ mưa mùa hạ
Bao đêm rồi lòng trống trải cô liêu?
Càng khát khao em càng thương anh nhiều
Đó là điều khuya về em trăn trở!

Ngày nối ngày thấm vào trong nỗi nhớ
Chảy về nguồn nơi biển đảo xa xôi
Những giọt tình còn động lại bờ môi
Em cất giữ nơi buồng tim yêu dấu

Anh yêu ơi! ở ngoài khơi có thấu
Đêm từng đêm em vẫn đợi vẫn chờ
Phượng hồng rơi tím cả ở trong mơ
Ve than thở từng giờ em mong đợi!

Anh yêu ơi! mãi ở xa vời vợi
Cuối hè rồi em đành đợi sang ngâu
Ngày anh về mình đoàn tụ bên nhau
Em sẽ trao cả bầu trời tình ái

Hai chúng ta mãi quyện thành một dải
Thế giới này còn lại anh và em!
11.6.2019

ENCOUNTERING THE RAIN
Poem by Duy Hạnh Trần

The first rain of summer
Unexpectedly spreads across the streets
The white dress trailing behind
Softly brushing against gazes.

On the porch, avoiding the downpour
Lost in unfinished thoughts
Suddenly, someone rushes by
With an umbrella, heading my way.

A lone bird flutters in the rain
Hesitating amidst the downpour
The umbrella just big enough
For two to walk side by side.

The wind pushes ahead
You hope the rain won't hurry
Because now, by your side,
Take your time, rain, take your time!

Two sparrows meet the rain
The sky wide, wings flying high
And here I am, every day
With you always by my side.

JUNE RAIN
Author: Thanh Tam

June has arrived, do you know it?
The purple flowers fall, filling my heart with sorrow
The rain pours down, carrying all my longing
Filling my soul with hopes unspoken

June comes with a sense of endless sadness
My eyes well up with tears that refuse to fall
Each droplet seems to echo my loneliness
Falling quietly like whispers of despair

June has passed, yet the pain remains hidden
My heart is cold, my soul heavy with grief
I call your name in my silent ache
With eyes full of tears, my heart yearns for you

June, I remember you with sadness, longing for your touch
Holding on to dreams of joy and peace
At night, I hear the soft patter of the rain
My heart aches as I miss you dearly

I send my soul to sleep in the warmth of our memories
Bringing back the peace of those past days
I send June's breeze to your side
Hoping to calm your heart and ease your worries

My Duc 09/06/2019

JUNE RAIN
Dao Manh Thanh

The June rain carries the last rays of sunlight away
Leaving behind memories, drops of sorrow falling
The crimson petals of the flame tree flutter gently
As the purple flowers fade, lost in the distance

The old schoolyard, now blurred by June's rain
The clusters of flame trees drift away with the wind
The cicadas' calls hum, almost as if to confess
Whispers of love and longing, parting in the summer's heat

The schoolyard is empty, footsteps no longer there
As summer heat lingers, and exams have passed
The June rain carries the flame trees' sadness far away
While the purple flowers fade, their memory lingering

The summer rain gently guides the falling petals
All the longing drifts away with the current
A fleeting moment of longing, swaying between dreams
The innocence of youth, stepping into the unknown

The last summer rain brings back forgotten promises
Rekindling memories of the vows we once made
Even though we are far apart, the longing persists
As the summer rain pours, filling my heart with grief
HP. 15-6-2019
Author: Dao Manh Thanh

SAD RAIN, MISSING YOU
Tran Tuyet Tuyet

This morning, the clouds seem to gather for a celebration
The sky turns gray, heavy with sorrow
The world is submerged in stillness
As I sit, counting the raindrops that fall

Yet my heart is filled with longing
Singing softly... in a lullaby of dreams
Alone, I wait and hope
For love that stretches far across distant lands

Oh, my love, why does this longing hurt so?
My heart stirs restlessly, waiting for your return
My eyes are filled with sadness, searching far away
For the one who writes love poems for me

Do you also miss me, my love?
Is your heart aching for the girl who's so far away?
Even the rain is sorrowful,
Whispering my silent, endless longing

Oh, rain, I am waiting
For a day when the flowers bloom with fragrance
When you return, bringing joy and laughter
And love fills my heart, sweet and warm!

RAIN!
Nguyen Thi Khanh Ha

Listen to the earth breathe
The clouds drift by, without a care
The summer rain pours down
Blanketing the sky in white

The raindrops sway in the wind
Some close, others far
The flowers smile, buds beginning to bloom
Like a thousand songs filling the air

The summer rain falls, near and far
Soaking the streets, blurring the view
The fields stretch wide, embracing the sky
The vastness of the world unfurls

The earth thirsts, waiting
For the rain to bring peace
The grass, trees, and flowers
Stir and grow with renewed life

Poetry and images: MaiLan.

REBIRTH

Hong Vu

You are like the blazing summer,
Radiating warmth that stretches across the endless blue sky.
It burns away all that I am,
Turning me to dust in the furnace of your fire.
As the summer storm rises, I am swept away.
I dissolve into the clouds, lingering within your embrace.
Flowing with endless melodies of peace,
Turning into summer rain falling on barren soil.
The dry trees and thirsty branches begin to wither,
Drinking in the cool, refreshing rain you bring.
Filling the earth with life’s lifeblood,
The leaves dance, singing their secret tune with the rain.

FIRST RAINS OF THE SEASON

Dinh Khai

The summer has arrived,
The trees stand still and silent.
Not a single breeze passes through,
And suddenly, clouds appear from near and far,
Rumbling and drawing closer.

Under the sunny sky, darkness falls,
Flashes of lightning and thunder roar from all directions.
The first raindrops fall on the front yard,
Water rushing through the streets and alleys.

The storm rages on, rain and wind pouring down,
Who knows when the winds and rain will cease?
I suddenly think of you, unsure where you are,
Are you sheltered somewhere safe from the storm?

I want to throw myself into the storm,
To search for you,
Where are you now?

10-6-2019

REMEMBERING THE SUMMER RAIN

Poem by: Nghi Lam

I met you one bright autumn afternoon,
Under the old school roof, covered with moss.
The love for the phoenix flowers lingered,
Some pink petals remained from the summer just past.

Then, from the very first moment, still shy,
You gently stepped closer to me.
You looked up, admiring the vast sky,
Whispering words of love, innocent and pure.

On that afternoon trip, the rain shook the branches,
We leaned on each other the entire way.
Your beautiful dress, though wet and wrinkled,
Was warm, and the chill no longer bothered us.

Time slowly faded, leaving us in solitude,
Memories rushing back, too brief and fleeting.
The farewell notes with fading ink,
Now no longer have the companion who once walked beside me.

Today, these verses convey what words can't,
Sent to the one far away,
That I carry you in my heart, full of longing,
WATCHING THE SUMMER RAIN... AND REMEMBERING THE DAYS WITH YOU!

(Saigon, mid-summer, June 12, 2019.) N.L

SUMMER AND YOUR RAIN
Poem by: Hoang Cham

One of me... one of you... and a crescent moon,
Fading slowly,
A bit of weariness... still lingering.
The summer rain... sorrow born from that moment,
Have you returned yet... with a tilted shoulder?

The summer rain,
It feels as though the afternoon has dropped low,
Shadows reflecting on a distant past.
You stop, pitying a once familiar shoulder,
Worn-out clothes,
Memories fading with time.

The summer rain,
Droplets of the afternoon carry longing,
Far from me, like an endless sea,
You stand in the rain,
Pouring out your regrets,
Untangling the pain,
The passing days filled with both emptiness and fullness.

One of me... one of you... one apart,
The time of love,
The rainy days, forever in my thoughts,
Whispering each other's names,
In the summer rain,
I return to the land of fairytales,
And you hide your pain in the quiet of the afternoon.

HEY, RAIN!
Ha Nguyen

Keep being as sweet as you are, oh rain!
With each drop soaking the dry earth,
So gentle, so gentle, it's almost too much to bear,
As if you're just learning how to love.

Pouring rain this afternoon,
Washing away everything left unsaid,
Under the shelter, we stand, waiting,
Our meeting fleeting, like the rhythm of life.

Impulsive, no rain!
Pouring relentlessly, our eyes meet then turn away, embarrassed,
How many times have we laughed, innocent, timeless,
Spreading our hands—believing, forever cherishing in life.

Slowly, rain, please!
Don’t fade away like those last words,
Bring your faith into the world, exchanging it for something more,
Bring your love and gamble it with the world...

11/6/2019, Ha Nguyen's poem.
Image collected.

SAD SUMMER
Vọng Thanh

We both fall silent,
So still, while the street corner watches,
Its darkened shade lingering.

What are you searching for?
In a place where we are far apart,
While the night scatters its sorrow like drifting tears.

Where's the rain?
The ripe fruits have fallen
Under the shade of the mù u tree.
Who sings a lullaby, a sad tune,
Of a sorrowful summer?

The rain arrives
From the dusk's embrace,
Love's words unspoken, yet tinged with bitterness.
Oh, how small we are...

...Let’s go home,
Pick up the scattered pieces of life,
To listen as June stirs softly,
Whispering its mournful tale.

Vọng Thanh