The blissful show of light
Took the dark afar
Burning self to ash
Stood the diya in gleam
Happiness for all, living and non-living
Prayed I for with folded hands
Took the dark afar
Burning self to ash
Stood the diya in gleam
Happiness for all, living and non-living
Prayed I for with folded hands
Asked someone from inside
Did you wish for Diya’s too!!
Took it me by surprise
Never did I inquire
What it meant it’s silence
Of Diya when taken to flame
Took it forever granted
Diya’s light as my right
Didn’t think it ever could have
Thoughts of its own happiness
Don’t know still what it means
To have a life of deep silence
It could stand for a lot or none
But here I stand afraid!!
Did you wish for Diya’s too!!
Took it me by surprise
Never did I inquire
What it meant it’s silence
Of Diya when taken to flame
Took it forever granted
Diya’s light as my right
Didn’t think it ever could have
Thoughts of its own happiness
Don’t know still what it means
To have a life of deep silence
It could stand for a lot or none
But here I stand afraid!!
(**Here 'Diya' connotes the cotton bud/cloth which we use to lit an oil lamp)
Hey..Nice one..Although I believe that the symbolic meaning is what takes it to another level, rather than your direct feelings about the Diya..
ReplyDeleteDuely well said Paglee !
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