Departing Soul

The evening shadows Kept on growing long And slowly but sure They were swallowed By dark of dusky song He was watching out Of his window Surprisingly Observing the growing dark Like the crop of sin Evening came every day But during his long life Of eighty years He had never felt This kind of senselessness Then he felt that His eyelids Had stopped blinking He tried hard But could not He wished he could Lift his hand upto his eyes But in vain Suddenly he felt He had become light Like the air and Floating up and up And in the air from below He faintly heard Cries of his family members But he was flying higher And could not stop Their crying and wailing In fact he could not understand That his soul had left The world for ever