Illuminating Bulb Poem by Amitava Sur

Illuminating Bulb

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O' my helpless illuminating bulb
So cruelly I fixed you in that bracket on the wall! !

You have no means or ways to move from there
But to give us light by burning yourself.

Even if you'd like to take a little rest
I force you to burn, giving light to me.

Ruthlessly I am utilizing you
Like a slave in the medieval age.

Since I cannot dominate others
I am punishing you to fulfill my grudge! !

Keeping you on and on -
By burning all through the day and night.

Since you are deaf and dumb
My cheap egos, even, will not be battered
I have no shame in seeking excuse to you.

With your greatness and benevolent heart
Excuse me, my dear bulb -
You help me so unconditionally paining yourself! !

Even a least I could learn about that sustenance from you! !
I'd consider myself as one great human on this earth ! !
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Amitava (6.11.2014) 5-45 pm


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Saturday, February 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: morality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 07 February 2015

A great poem, we need some things more than others. Somethings we just can't live without.

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Valsa George 16 February 2015

This is a unique topic to dwell upon! We use many tools..... but never gratefully think of the service they render! To be thankful for the enormous benefits we enjoy everyday is a great step towards achieving contentment! If we can burn for others like the bulb, it is next to Godliness! Great write Amitava!

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Darlene Walsh 15 February 2015

A well written and thought provoking poem. Most of us use tools every day without thinking of the implications. Today a light bulb, tomorrow who knows. Someday's some go too far and truly do harm. We should all think more about what we are really doing, is it really just using a tool we are using, or is the light bulb suffering from our abuse.

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Savita Tyagi 15 February 2015

Beautiful poem. Very creative as I took the light bulb as a metaphor for all the life sustaining gifts that we have been given upon earth, but we all always bent upon manipulating every thing so cruelly. Enjoyed the humor also.

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Akhtar Jawad 09 February 2015

A beautiful poem on an unique topic.....................

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Roseann Shawiak 07 February 2015

Great poem, Amitava. Humorously serious, I like it. An unusual but enlightening thought about a light bulb. Thank you, RoseAnn

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