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The Darkened Sky Stole My Tears

The darkened sky stole my tears last night, Without a whisper, without a fight. It opened wide with clouds of gray, And swept my sorrow clean away. Each drop it took, a silent plea, That once had lived inside of me— A longing born of wordless ache, Of promises the dawn can’t make. I stood beneath that stormy shroud, No longer needing to cry aloud. The thunder spoke what I could not, And grief dissolved in every blot. A sky so dark it matched my soul, But rain began to make me whole. For in its fall, I found release— A fleeting taste of quiet peace. Now when the heavens start to moan, I know I do not weep alone. The night may come with storm and fears— But still, the sky remembers tears.

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Date: 6/9/2025 9:56:00 PM
There is a 'wordless ache' in most of us. But sometimes nature finds a cure for it, taking it away from us by crying along with us or washing away the tears from our cheeks. A great poem.
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Date: 6/2/2025 11:38:00 PM
Beautiful as always. The lines as prompts were great.
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Date: 6/2/2025 11:05:00 AM
- What a sensitive and beautiful poem, Jay :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
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