I look at the overcast sky
Hoping that maybe,
Just maybe,
I can spy just a hint
Of something I once knew…
Something I once loved.
And that maybe there would be
Someone else to see
That everything is all right…
Is everything all right?
I’m sittin’ on chance
And a wish from a bottle
Hoping I could find that something again.
I can’t help but feel that I’ve lost something…
The overcast sky cries in sadness;
All lost, in time,
To a sea of red lies.
And maybe, in time,
I’ll see that something again.
But for now, right now…
All I see are tears and time.
Tears from the sky,
Washing over the earth;
Time to remember
What I can’t seem to remember.
Grasping at nothing when there should be air
Waiting for the time to lay back and stare…
Just sittin’ on a chance
And a wish from a bottle
Dreaming of a time when there was…
But it never was.
I wander through below the overcast skies,
Their tears upon me, in my eyes that see lies…
I see not a drop of this something I should know
This something…
This someone?
My heart says no.
I wait for that feeling…
How it grew… sometime when…
I’m waiting for that moment.
Where it happened… when…
I await that precious moment
When all I can see…
Overcast skies and running, red lies.
Still sitting on chance
And this wish in a bottle
I find the emptiness inside…
I don’t really mind inside.
The underfoot dirt,
Churned slowly to mud,
Sticks to my tired, bare feet
So familiar, and still far away…
What was that feeling…
Where does it stay?
I wander for hours more,
Past tree and past rock,
And wonder, still more,
Where’s the key for this lock?
I search for a face
That I thought I once knew.
I search for a place,
Now old but once new.
I wait for a sign
That prints my name bold
But I’m waiting…
Still waiting…
For something to hold.
Author notes
This is one of those 'sit down and write for five minutes, look up and realize I just wrote four pages and stare in awe' type writes. I can honestly say I had no pre-thought to this (but I was watching Bleach: Memories of Nobody beforehand, so maybe that did something?).
Anyway, everything is plainly obvious, especially if anyone has read a particular story of mine (not sayin' any names) that involved the rain and, of course, all the obvious imagery.
Have fun! 
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This is so touching and beautifully worded that I actually teared up a bit by the time I was done reading it. I haven't been on allpoetry in awhile and I must say that I missed your writing alot. Keep up the good work. I hope things are going well for you.
-Emily
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This was really wonderful.. Something that touches the soul in many way.. I love how you incorporated rain into your writing.. I love the rain so much and I enjoy reading it in others writings as well. Thank you very much for sharing..
Angel
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B) cool
i wonder what form of poetry you are using is it freewrite come to think of it, i don't even have a clue what freewrite is. any ways back to the poem. it is neat because rain can be use to represent many different things and you took advantage of that
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thumbs upexcellent write
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this is great.
wonderfully written. it's a little long which kills a little of the flow but i a absolutley loved it. i really liked the last two lines.
i enjoyed reading this, thanks for sharing this.
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I found I can relate to this poem, the longing..the desire, the despair.
It's quite brilliant, actually.
You're a wonderful writer.
Thanks for sharing.
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hey rain good write but so sad good job
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The overcast sky cries in sadness;
All lost, in time,
To a sea of red lies.
And maybe, in time,
I’ll see that something again.
But for now, right now…
All I see are tears and time.
this should be a song.
it's beautiful -
I'm commenting finally, yay me! ( In your words; always runnin' off! )
Just like the other poem, this too I enjoyed. And from start to finish, I was captivated. Still am. The imagery is astonishing, sketch-worthy even. ( I also have to agree with Lila about what anime does to emotions )
As always, your poetry leaves my jaw dropping~!
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wow...
I just wanted to tell you that I love it!!! The imagery you paint between human emotion and a cold dark rain is just beautiful.... I love it!!! My favorite part would have to be
I search for a face
That I thought I once knew.
I search for a place,
Now old but once new.
I wait for a sign
That prints my name bold
But I’m waiting…
Still waiting…
For something to hold.
because, in all honesty, it is what everyone looks for but very few find...
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Awesum write!!!
I absolutely loved it and felt the emotion.
It's funny what anime can do to your emotions!!
keep up the good work,
Love Lila xoxo
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Thank you, Lila. I'm glad you took the time to read this and I'm especially glad you enjoyed it so much. I know you and I don't talk a lot, so I'll just keep it short and say that I've missed your company a lot. ( And, just in case it doesn't get to you, I have posted in the roleplay. Just thought you should know )
Anyway, I hope your day is a happy one and that you have nothing holding you down.
Always Watching,
Lan
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I Sit In Awe,
beside you in spirit. Filled with a father's pride, as I see my son before me.
Your words, flow effortlessly, yet speak powerfully. I am but a mere peeble compared to the rock of talent that is you.
How can I not feel anything but humility, knowing what you have become on your own. Though we are alike, we are different.
You have grown forth bringing honor to the name. Always I greet you as a man, still lovingly seeing a son.
Niaish my son, for being you.
Enduring Love Always,
Your Father,
Silent Hawk
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I feel like you're trying to make up for something, but I hope that is not the case. I know my last words to you were those of anger, but it was just the topsoil that you hit. After time and a little sleep, I am calmed (if not approving of what transpired that night).
However, I am glad that you read this poem and found it to your liking. I hope I can continue to awe you so in the future as well.
Simply Living,
Your Son,
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Shadow Fox, My Son,
while I can understand how it would appear as if these were words painted to cover a damaged canvas, such is not the case.
I am not so insecure in my role as a father, that I need to color my words to be loved. You and I have long since matured beyond such, or so I think.
These were simply the heartfelt words of your father.
Go In Peace,
Silent Hawk
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