A Serenade To Absence (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

The night is dressed in silver moonlight's grace,
The moon peers gently through my casement wide.
Dreams flicker, phantom-like, through sleepless space,
As stormy winds of longing rage inside.

The night now sings and sips her jasmine wine,
The scented breeze with sweetness is imbued,
Yet sorrow's glimmer in these eyes of mine
Outshines the stars in melancholic mood.

The moon, enraptured, finds the yearning sea,
They kiss with tides of pure, unspoken fire.
But still my heart and mind know no such glee—
They burn in wakefulness with lost desire.

My heart each hour still yearns to draw thee near,
Without thy love, life wanes in cold despair

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights, June21,2025.