At night, at the lamppost, we all have seen the insects/flies, which lives only for a day, but they enjoy every moment of it. Morning, only their wings are found scattered below.
Patanga, Moth, Spark, May flies, it has got many names.On Poetic Friday, writing about her last destination, that’s the lamp post.
Life may be short, but to live every moment of it, is the sign of a happy being.
THE ULTIMATE WISH
That was the perfect venue and ambience,
Music slowly tickling every sense,
Dance steps comforting from every tense,
Life was so smooth by his presence.
The moon smiled and she blushed,
The stars blinked and she said I must,
Be the precious memory which can never rust,
The joy swelled like balloon, never to burst.
No words, just the eyes spoke,
Pray let it not be a dream or a joke,
Let all the bubbles of happiness soak,
This was her ultimate and last hope.
The eternal dance was in her favour,
Every act made them more and more closer,
She whispered, let me go where peace ends never,
In his shadow she closed her eyes forever.
No matter, the life shows himself for a day,
Who can claim, forever they will stay,
Morning will witness shedded wings that lay,
Just enjoy every moment, however tough maybe the way!