Fireflies
You who infest the cities at night
With your endless fiery eyes,
Burning away into the cold streets of
The city which never sleeps.
You with lithe metallic sheen
Upon your back, blurring away
With your bustling flicker into the
Eyes of this wayward drunkard.
You! How could I fathom you?
For often when I slip away
From the city’s maddening day
And let myself be enveloped by
The coldness of the night
I see your flicker waking my stagger
Swarming in like a mutiny,
With a prickly warning for everyone
Who refuses to see…
Tell me oh firefly,
When you storm across a homeless kin,
Thrown on the sidewalk to die for the night
Do you feel it ebb your soul?
Do you like us have learnt
To compare and reason why?
Answer me dear friend,
For I am just a drunkard
Drunk headlong with the moonlight
Wishing I could see the see,
And you with your flickering light
Has given me my endless nights,
Pervading and often serenading me
With the sweet resonance of light…
Alas! How ghastly has this become?
For me to realize that such a wayward drunkard
I have become, suckling upon this tinsel town
Learning to dance to the tunes of this dreary life,
That I can no longer tell,
The difference between cars and fireflies…
The difference between cars and fireflies...

5 Comments:
din get it the first time... din get in the 2nd time... everytime i read it.. it posed a ? for me...
now i get it...
not everything written means the same as they are felt.. reasons defy words most of the time...
ur brilliance of expression is exceptional..
I never knew Mumbai had so many fireflies & it was them who got into my helmet so many times :)
& also tat they cud be so beautifuly described
A reminder for the books you were to send to me (Salman Rushdie)
Nice. I love fireflies..
Cheers
Randeep
Really very nice poem.
ok. the firefly simply HAS To be a metaphor for something else.
or maybe the entire story is set in someplace else.
beautiful though!
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