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Lone in The Dark Rain

Aug 16, 2025
2 min read

By Teena Sanjay


It's  raining  Outside,

It's  raining   Inside ,

It's not just the  Water gushing from the roof,

It's my Dream slipping away from the night aloof,

It's not the Outpour from the Mountain Peaks,

It's the tears of sadness shedding down my cheeks.



Black Trees, Black Mountains and the Black Sea, 

Am I Colour Blind for the reason you see ?

But for not being able to see my own Eyes bleed,

I am Deaf too as I couldn't hear,

When My Heart  shrieks loud in despair.



Gazing through the Window, Watching the Downpour

I see the Rain baffled , running towards the Shore

Oh! Rain , Why do you look so much in vain?

So you  have no one to share your pain!

No Worry ! I could see the Clouds confess,

The Trees and the Mountains comfort, 

I could see the Leaves pat your back to rebound 

Right before you touch the ground. 



The Rain gives me a subtle smile 

And quips to Me after a while,

 My Friend! I could see the Window Curtains flow,

The Ruffles  solace   You  as the Winds blow,

I could hear the Moon whisper on your behalf 

Shying away behind the black clouds  to its better half, 

Whose advent can light up from  dusk to dawn

Bringing a Ray of Hope to those heartbroken.



Can You hear the  Rhythm of the Old Clock?

In harmonious fusion with your heart,

It tries to convey you a word

That Time doesn't move backward or forward.

Time  runs in its own pace,

It  is a  symbol of Wisdom and Grace.

If  Burden of the past and Fear of the Future is all you define

Then the  Life You live is not refined.

My Friend, Live in the Present to add some Value

As Time is powerful and  So are You!


By Teena Sanjay


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Teena Sanjay
Teena Sanjay
Dec 21, 2025
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Thank You So Much For This Wonderful Opportunity!

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Gayu Rathinakumar
Gayu Rathinakumar
Dec 15, 2025
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Nice poem

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Teena Sanjay
Teena Sanjay
Dec 17, 2025
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Thank You!

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Gayu Rathinakumar
Gayu Rathinakumar
Dec 15, 2025
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Nice poem

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Indhu
Indhu
Dec 15, 2025

Veryy nicee poem❤

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Teena Sanjay
Teena Sanjay
Dec 17, 2025
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Thank You!

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ramyadevi.mani
Dec 11, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

The poem about Rain and Time is brilliant thought, 👍 good work.

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Teena Sanjay
Teena Sanjay
Dec 11, 2025
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Thank You Ramya

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