BURNING

Standing lonely on the brink of evening
Darkness is in haste to kill the day
I, covered by dusk, am shivering
And can’t find a way
To the bookshelves which are travelling
The inner cores of fear.

Voice does not dare to come out
From the frozen lips that are dancing
To and fro with this coldness,
Winter has conquered my mouth
And a prisoner it became.

Look there on the horizon;
Sun that worked hard
To keep the day shining
Is now fading away
From the eyes of men,
I can’t see the words on my notebook
Neither have a torch to write anything,
So only the tears are friends
That are coursing through my cheeks.

Oh No! I shall stop weeping
For ‘Papa’ is bringing something
Ah! A candle it is.

I am in pain my Lord!
Why the meat of candle is disappearing?
Its body is losing the weight!
My friend do not leave this windowsill
Keep burning till we are done with dinner.

Alas! Fear is burning my inside
She, my candle, deceived me!
Left my poor home
Through an unseen hole,
Stop stop running down o tears!
Papa has got the money
I will get the other one.