Silence of the Lamp

SILENCE OF THE LAMP That day the sunrise was not so beautiful The flowers were pale without fragrance The day was neither sunny nor rainy No breeze and no humming of sweet songs of birds Silence everywhere! Freezing silence! She lay on the pink bed like a pale rose petal Her face with a broken little smile Bright yet like the silence of the lamp A bolt from the blue to everyone knew her Leaving a puzzle to all she pulled the curtain down And rode alone to a world never to return She was eloquently bold yet charming The course of her life took a wrong turn with some buts The incorrigible buts led her to an imbroglio From which one rarely finds way out Once written one cannot rub out and rewrite; The story of life cautiously be written Once we’ve mounted on the horse of life It gallops only to forward heading fast The rein must be safe in our hand The traveler must control the horse; and not the horse the traveler The distance left behind is left forever Along the road of life we travel only once It moves only in straight line from the first to the last breath Everyone asked each other the stale questions What happened to her? Why did she do it? She hoodwinked all with that little broken smile Bright yet like the silence of the lamp