Lights

LIGHTS

They dazzle and glow all around me,

Shiny and bright as one could be

Long back the light was one

Sacred and worshiped – its call the sun

Dawn would start the play

And dusk would end the day

And now the day extends

Into the night’s shiny trends

Light was the guide in dark

And with it, boundaries we would mark

But now the glow is strong,

And with it, day is infinitely long

Light has become the enemy of night

It’s glow has become painfully bright

How I fear, if one day it might

Just get over and disappear from the sight.