Light Does not Matter

I have my own doubts.
Emulating the heart of broken doors.
All poems look black.

The moon will smile
I collect all the fireflies to play with me.
But the light won't move.

Can you mend the fractured
roads? I will invoke a human torch.
to ignite all the pagodas.

For a broken heart all things look dark. In spite of moonlight only the fireflies attract attention. To light the world man should become a torch. For one in ignorance suffering brings enlightenment.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003