The Passage Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

In the storm
The boat left without me.
I came all the way
Through rugged terrain
In blinding rain
Piercing impenetrable darkness
To reach the shore
And sail away.
In the blazing sun
The bus left without me.
I came all the way
In the blistering heat
Over the melting asphalt
In blinding haze
To reach the stop
And move away.
But I know
They’ll come back for me
At the high noon,
And it’s then,
They’ll not leave without me.