Blinding Light

the innocence of the younglings,
the charm of their glowing cheeks,
the purity in their eyes, the nature sings,
mesmerizing the very heart, oh! golden streaks….

the coconut oil soaked hair,
invoking the natural intoxication,
it beyond one’s normal dizziness,
defined as sensational concoction!

the festivities begins with the frying pan,
churning of the crispy “murukku”, oh man,
the noise of the fireworks, till the night’s end,
the light it displays was part of the day’s plan!

it’s diffraction, its off my skin,
it’s darkness, its almost a sin,
who am I to succeed in this world,
is it, “who’s the fairest of them all?”

who is the one Light?
who owns what’s Bright?
is beauty, the one that’s light?
or beauty, the one that’s bright?

the dual tone of light and bright,
the heart’s duality, is with strength!
a heart that is filled with pure resilience,
the darkness, its just there, a resistance!

memories of the joyful past,
festivities of brightest of arts,
joyfully baked cookies and tarts,
colored dress, oil lamps that lasts!

a moment to cherish, for the orphans,
their tragedies, pitiful, is it truly forgotten?
or are they the only deserving ones?
or only to be remembered one year once?

is it you, the one that follows the norm?
annual parade, charity and what not to trade?
its time to be real, realize that darkness in you?
trade that with brightness, for everyone around you!

be the triumphing light,
that is shining bright,
all through day and night,
for you are the blinding light!