Cleaning the house today,
Chanced upon an old matchbox.
Just two matchsticks-
One intact, the other burnt.
There wasn’t any need, yet
I struck the one intact and
Watched it completely
Shrivel into a skeletal twig
Of charred coal.
The past few luminous moments
Lit upon those childhood memories-
Hidden away from mom,
Secretly lighting up matchsticks,
Just for the guilty fun of it!
Author:
Sambit Kumar Pradhan, Assistant Professor, School of Communicatio Design, Unitedworld Institute of Design (UID)
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