Adieu Poem by Ajit Das

Outside it is pitch dark,
clouds raging, storm howling,
your pensive face stretched
across the vast expanse
of the nocturnal sky.

I know one day you will saunter
in silent steps,
knock at my door,
whispering: ‘it’s time’.

But when the glorious sun
rides in its chariot
on the celestial path
with majestic grandeur,
dispelling all shades of the dark
from the earth,

come then like a hallowed angel,
gently lull me to sleep
and take me away on your wings
into the abode of eternal bliss.