In this poem I have aimed to characterize our favourite Uchiha through his most definig moments, as the dreary rain and Sakura as the sunlight that dries up all that which wrecked him. I hope it speaks to you as much as it did to me when writing it.
Yours,
The lone drop fell,
From the heavens to bleeding earth,
Down the sword dripping blood,
Mingling with the still dust of the homestead,
Down his heart as burning acid would,
Slashing its way through,
And giving life to blood red eyes,
A vision of revenge and and sure doom.
The lone drop trickles down,
Down the cursed mark,
Down the missing arm,
Down his eyes swollen shut, curving with the hesitant smile,
Healing a swelling heart,
And the promise of hope and a new life with a solemn past.
The lone drop gently swells,
Dripping down the grey, weathered stone,
Tracing each name with rusty red,
Giving life to forgotten dreams and early death,
Masked by the presence of the blackened cloak but a clear soul,
Of the faint forehead tap and peaceful breath.
The lone drop finally fell,
Curving through the air,
For a lifetime of sorrow and despair,
Gently glistening at the spring sunlight,
For the hope given and the gift of another loving life,
And finally settling down on their future,
Their reason, their love manifested -
Sarada ran home from the rain.
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