The Moth and the Lamp

(Pic: The Moth and the Lamp, Cesar Santos )

Strewn apart, I look for you
With tattered wings I fly slow
I'm a moth, shy and ignored
In you shade I shall grow

Our names are tied together
There is no you without me
The light in you might dim and fade
But with you I shall always be

If your beam is taken away
In green I shall be forever dyed
Tie me to yourself
I shall just hang by your side

You can never be far from me
Together we form the perfect frame
If you are going to burn bright
My noose shall be your flame

Written for The Magpie Tales: Mag 187.

~ Soumya

16 comments:

  1. If you are going to burn bright
    My noose shall be your flame

    The above lines are so powerful. Loved your flowing poetry.

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  2. Such beautiful lines! Did the painting inspire you? :)

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  3. Damn! this is intense. I like it :-)

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    1. Thanks Raaji. I'm so glad you liked it :)

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    1. The flame of the lamp, would be the noose for the moth.

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  5. You are so good at writing poetry. :)

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  6. So beautiful :)

    You are killer :)

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  7. Glad that the electric lamps take care of many moths. The oil lamps were rather, brutal.

    Nice read!

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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