Candle Light Dinner

The phenomenal decor of candles,

The optimal setting for a rendezvous. 

I too wish for a candlelight dinner,

Not the picture depicted location. 

There were days when I had,

Only candlelight dinners.

There weren't such scented flowers,

There weren't waiters to serve.

Very fewer dishes to relish,

Fill half the stomach, 

Not to show off that we were dieting,

That's all was the month's grocery permitting.

Porridge and lemon pickle,

Porridge and salted fried chilies,

If luck is great, few tiny drops of ghee,

Was the perpetual menu.

We too had a Buffett system, 

On the floor, candle in the middle,

Sitting together, serving for each other,

Chit chatting about the day's affairs.

I bet you, my candlelight dinners were awesome,

With a peck of love added on,

I wish I could walk, setting back the path,

To my ancestral house, where all the happiness lies.