The rain starts to fall while I think of you.
Each tiny drop a tear the sky has cried.
A lover long lost, a heart left to mend.
No angel will heaven send.
The sky grows dark as the clouds move in.
Washing the Earth of sin.
I step out into it wanting it to wash your face from my mind
Your touch from my skin, and your smell from my clothes.
Let the memories float away and free me from my hell.
The church bell tolls as I turn to go.
Your photo smiles at me as I take one last look at your grave.
I softly whisper why did you leave.
Author notes
This poem is a couple of months old. I was just looking through some of my poem notebooks and found it. Hope you like it.
Written July 20th, 2006
A contest entry
- #4 Losing a loved one. by xox-lankan-xox.
500 points, ended March 13, 131 entries
Honorable mention
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Thank you for taking the time to enter this contest and the best of luck to you.
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Amazing.
Wow! This is an amazing piece, I hope it's nothing personal if it is I'm sorry for your loss
. You've written this poem, very well, I got many images in my mind after reading this. Keep up the amazing work! Thanks so much for entering this piece into my contest and good luck! Your an amazing poet, I will be around to read and comment more on your poems so until then take care! Bye!
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Amazing
I know no words, that at least I could say as a stranger could comfort you.
But I feel your pain like many others. And I'm glad you put into words, so beautifully, what I'm sure many of us feel when we have lost someone we love.
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excellent
Such a creative and emotional piece. You have painted such a vivid picture of a love lost. The flow was excellent, you are very talented keep up the awesome work
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Wonderfully writen Chick, Great Poem, I am tearing up as I type this, You are very talented Sweets Keep on Writing and Stay well and Live Free My Friend.
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great
wow this is awsome
it really is
the imagery and the way u put it together was great
awseome job
keep it up
im sry bout ur loss
The sky grows dark as the clouds move in.
Washing the Earth of sin.
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Thanks I am very glad you enjoyed it and yes that is what it is about.
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Very well written. I assume it is about the passing of a loved one? No matter what it's about, a very nice piece that I enjoyed reading. =)
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