Poetry

A Glowworm

Tonight,
I saw a glowworm in my room.
That was flickering as my soul flame.
Something flickered,
And something fluttered,
Buzzing edge to edge.
I was enjoying my internal joy,
Suddenly, I left my all coy,
But, what is this,
A lizard running to take his kiss.
Vigilantly caught him,
Cautiously swallowed him,
In a little while,
That shine warm lost his life
Without a stick, not a knife.
As his life was like a human’s life too.
Every moment we live and die too.
                                                             
                                        ~ Nikhil Verma
                                        Ayodhya, India

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