The Grey Skies

Staring into the bleak grey sky
Words cannot adequately supply
The reason... the meaning... why..?
I can only turn away and sigh

Much more out there to see
But how on Earth can this ever be?
Is there anything out there for me
To quench a soul that's so empty?

Just when the turmoil calms down inside
When my eyes seem more open wide
When I feel I no more the need to hide
Is when I discover part of me lied...

So turning again to the grey open sky
No more happiness can I buy
With coinage minted of hopes and sighs
I am still lost, is all I can surmise
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kwalton Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 5:07 AM
Rod, I am so glad that you joined poetry soup and I’m sorry it took me so long to get over here to read some of your poetry. Reading this I think I understand you’re a great deal better than I ever have. It’s a very nice read and brings out the sadness one can feel about an overwhelming world.
Maughan Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 2:35 PM
Thank you for your kind comments. I think my best writing does often come from that place in my heart which feels the most desolate. This was written on a very overcast day, my sad mood reflecting the rain, clouds & general gloom. I draw a lot of strength from the beauty I recognise in sadness, it's a very pure thing.
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