My Earthen Lamp Poem by Neela Nath Das

My Earthen Lamp



Drowning in the wave
of a half done task,
I barred me from the
burning flame of
the soothing thought.
I left here a lamp
of oil and forgot
to keep it away
from the gusty wind.
I came back,
and oh! someone kept
my earthen lamp burning!
My room is lighted still.

Saturday, June 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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