I lit a lamp

It was dark and I lit a lamp

It looked magnificent

In its splendour, resembling

A damsel's dance on stage.

Darkness embraced

Every bit of Flame

A perfect partner indeed

Old critters did their bit

Winged angels pranced around

To their serenade

And disappeared into ashes.

Flame danced till

Darkness left the stage.

A sharp early morning alarm

Shook me out of delusion.

The stage looked deserted

Flame will dance once again

In the arms of Darkness.

The thought comforted me

And I waited.