Lit Pyre Poem by K B Manchanda

Last night
Reefs of moonshine
were so bright
I learnt that the Moon
came to the Earth too close.

Everything seemed enthralled
to welcome the moonshine
I saw waves danced dominantly
with the high tides
I saw birds started chirping
and lousily coming out of their nests
I saw candles burning unbright
gleams of these been outclassed
I saw, the beelines leaving combs
in search of nectar
I saw sunflowers tilting towards the glen
for all seemed confused
by the illusions done by the moon

But I sat calmly
in my abode called abyss
for I know, my moon won't ever shine
so bright,
How can I, look in the eyes of the lost?
I hear the wind hauls the music
and vultures sing a song of loneliness for me

I am not,
I am not confused this time
as my perception is right
Who is there for me?
No One!
Who shines for me?
No Sun No moon !
Do some candles burn for me?
Candles aren't for strangers!
they are for someone own?
Then........

A deep sea of darkness
ready for me to embrace
As I'm a burning desire
Perhaps,
A fully lit PYRE
of my desire