Burn me when there is dark
I'm ready to blaze and melt myself
to light this gloomy world
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 54 ; the fifty-fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . It was the first downpour of the season, vanquishing the summer heat. Jia, with her earnest brown eyes, was watching outside through a window glass. She was mesmerized to spot a peacock dancing beautifully on the terrace of a distant building. She saw a crowd standing outside under the cafe roof, waiting for the rain to stop and so that they could continue to walk toward their respective destinations. Jia was a sensitive child and mature beyond an eight year old. There were two kinds of people she found standing under the roof. Some of them were silent and calm enjoying the pleasant rains, like her. Whereas, others were despite being strangers were friendly enough to start a conversation for a while. Jia could see them smiling, exchanging numbers. Maybe they ...
beautiful....nice post yaar..
ReplyDeletewell done.! very few people make sacrifices to light up and force out the gloom. :) brilliant haiku.
ReplyDeleteMy Haiku.
Ow I love this
ReplyDeleteCandle is always ready for that! Good one Simi!
ReplyDeleteEven a small candle can do much to shed light in this world!
ReplyDeleteCandle in the Wilderness
I remember Rumi's quote
ReplyDeleteThere is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled.
You feel it, don't you?
Smiles :)
Selflessness of a candle ... well illustrated !!!
ReplyDeletesimply superb! :)
ReplyDelete