Pensive Thoughts Poem by Jujutshu Kumar Deb

Darkness! Surround me,
Let your silence bathe every pore of my body,
Let the breeze pass
Sending quivers through my being.
The trees and shrubs sigh...
For I am filled with grief,
Let the owl screech from your bosom,
The purling waters sing me to sleep.
Let my thoughts be filled
With the lustre of blackness,
O Darkness! come....
Come take me into your bosom
And let me pass away
Without a soul to know and weep.