Night of Rain

By Farhan Arfeen

It poured all night as I stood below the clouds,

The rain washed away my sorrow alongside the tears in my heart.

I could not realize when had the lights went off,

How soon the drizzle became a storm, that also I couldn't realize.

I write not for praise, I write to let out my fears.

How my tears are being washed by the rain,

I need my sins to be washed as well.

I see a few families driving away in this rain,

Some singing together, some just watching the rain.

Once in a while though a man comes,

pushing his vehicle down the lane.

He seems wet throughout. Whether it's water, sweat, or perhaps tears from his eyes.

I wish of helping the man yet I see myself in the same shoes,

My legs tired, my hands numb. Incapable of pushing my vehicle another step ahead.

The rain shows no signs of halting and now the thunder has joined as well,Staying like this, neither the car will budge nor will I move ahead.

So I take a breathe and retrieve my coat from the backseat,

Giving a glance to the man behind me.

I walk forward in this rain, myself all wet,

Not searching for any shelter to stay dry, but a home for sleeping in.

Although, I still miss my soft car seats...

By Farhan Arfeen