A Diya

I lit up a Diya
Under the Sky
And a wind flew by
And I curled my fingers around
To Embrace its Glow
Whispering it to Stay
I sat by its side
Pretended it to be the only Light
Though I had lit another five
Once assured I stepped Ahead
But was anxious
if its Flames behead
Wind blew a little hard
and it wasn't saved at last
But I had a candle lit
So I gave its flame
and Decided I would Make it Stay
And It Did
Cause I was there to make it Lit
Under the Sky
When the Winds flew by

– Ananya

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