Nocturnal Vigil (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

The sleepless hours now stretch across my eyes;
While shadows of your sorrow haunt my soul.
Each whispered grief beneath the darkened skies
Returns in tides that will not lose control.

Soft rains descend like silver tears that fall,
And wandering clouds drift slowly far above.
A fleeting pang now touches you, and all
Becomes a nightly omen wrought by love.

Yet in my bed, the god of sleep departs,
Forsaking me, leaving ache and gloom;
The weary sun sinks low in tired hearts,
And bears its witness to impending doom.

But when the morn shall rise with golden fire,
Your grief will fade, and hope renew desire.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India
Copyrights@Octoner01,2025.