A LAMP (POEM)

 I am a little lamp,

I shine, I illumine,

I shake with fear,

Of wind, my destroyer.

Mine is a short life,

Dedicated to thou,

Lighting a place auspicious

Lighting idols of God- pious.

I always need a base to exist,

 Oil and diya, a bright churn,

I am used in Diwali with crackers,

I am bought from market,

made by life hackers!

My misuse cause mishaps in life,

Fire, the all-eater, sometime burn hive!

I have the harmony of beauty,

I get huge applause,

 I try to obey my duty.

Burning bright I have shadows dark,

Under my flame ,the flies play game,

They come near me and die

I am awful, at the same time, shy.

I am the subject of human glorification,

Making the temple warm, is my destination,

I preserve life to its brighter Target,

But the darkness under me I never forget,

Mine is the holiness of fire,

Giving light or becoming the destroyer.

Remember, I am a little lamp to shine,

In the gorgeous Temple or festival,

My motto is to illuminate the Holy shrine.

My life exists small, with a fire flame tall,

I carry blackness with me,

Remember, I symbolise the life of thee.