How The Lights Flickered In The Rain Poem by Sitabz Garg

Dark skinned,
cross eyed,
with thick mascara
She was a poet.
and a dancer before that
Or was she a singer,
I do not remember.
It was the festival of lights
The light from the earthen lamps
fell slowly
into the grass
and in the freshly fallen dew
it lingered awhile.
She wrote in her poems
Of how she was a firefly
She could shine
But no longer fly.
She sang, she danced
and got drunk in everyone else's music.
They cursed her pen
And so as she lit the lamps
she knew that she,
will burn that night.
Her dog with in his yellow collar
Slept under the diwali lights,
dreaming of lizards
and of Christmas.
They put a lot
of lights out
that year,
In a friendly
competition
with the neighbours.
The lights were on
all night
and it rained
later that night.
No one saw how
the lights flickered
In the rain.
But she did.
She walked
passed them
when everyone else
was atlast sleeping
She took
the essentials.
in hand and
like the lights
in the rain,
she burned.