Amidst desert,
On a little hill,
A fakir keeps alive a flame!
Loans its light oft-a-times,
To some traveler lone,
Or some caravan loud!
Light cracks the horizon.
The sky shall soon disappear,
Alone burns the flame
It has lit many-a-lamps;
I know of its disquiet;
Flame to flame akin!
-Vir
wowwwwwww it has lit many a lamps it will never die it is eternal good poem structure and composition -10 anjali
Hi Vir - I nicely structured poem with good metre and rhythm lovely to recite. Excellent content with eastern Mystery. I have sored it a TEN. V 1 A flame is so so important - in the desert - and it is important to have someone - such as a Fakir (A religious person who performs feats of endurance) to keep it alive. V 2 The universal flame (protected by the Fakir) is available equaly to the Loner or the Caravan - the hospitality of the Desert. V 3 Morning comes the camp fires are extinguished and the caravans move on but 'Alone burns the Flame'. V 4 The Fakir soliliquises 'It has lit many-a- lamps - I know of its disquiet - Flame to Flame akin! '. What can we learn from this elegant poem. The importance of supply and demand - the Travellers all need a Flame - The Fakir becomes a Universal Supplier - of Flame - to all travellers irrespective of Class - Creed - Culture. The poem makes us ask ourselves what are we protecting and providing (free to all) in our own Community. We can all be Fakirs keeping something alive for the benefit of All! Yours in Poetry - JOHN
A sense of originality protrudes throughout this poem, especially in this day in age. Tells a story, almost as a folk song would. Reminds me of times much more simplex. Nostalgia of a time before my time. Great work
although it is a poetic liberty yet singulsar noun is used after many a anyhow the poem is meaningful
wonderful hyperbolical metaphor Light cracks the horizon wonderful symbolistic poem 10
This is lovely. 'Alone burns the flame'...my favorite line.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
t has lit many-a-lamps; I know of its disquiet; Flame to flame akin! ..........................as it steeps in red, wonderful expression by the imagery, thanks for sharing