Abhijit Das Poet Free verse

All the fireflies of the town

All the fireflies of the town
Have gathered in front of
The Town Hall.

Being mere sources of light
Not worm
Nor life.
Mere sources of light -
The way sometimes
Humans become
Mere genitals.

I can't look at their light
Are they brighter than the Sun?

I can look straight into
The sun, Day and Night.

Still, I can't look at 
The Fireflies
Like the people who
Look at the genitals
Can never look at
The Eyes.

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Alison A Smith nee Howarth September 15, 2026 at 3:17 AM A striking free-verse meditation on objectification: the repeated “mere sources of light” turns the fireflies into an unsettling mirror for human perception. The spare, stepped lines and the final contrast between genitals and eyes give the poem its quiet, piercing moral force.