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Fly ant left me flustered.

It is not a very new phenomenon here in my country, right after rain, hundreds of fly ants endlessly buzz around every source of light be it a burning candle or a fluorescent light. Most of them die. Whatever science has to say about them, for poets and artists, they have always meant to have a love interest with light.

As she, the white glory, elopes

With the dark clouds,

Veiling her illuminating beauty

Behind their black attire.

You take the nupital flight

Maddened of sorrow,

At the loss of her sight.

Maddened in the pursuit of an insane desire.

While the dark bodied cry,

Tears of joy

Overwhelmed by the union

With their beloved

You scurry; scouring, searching your

Love, you star-crossed

Lover. Seeking sanity in her segments,

Disembodied reflections on earth.

In everything radiant, fluorescent.

As you land toward the burning,

Scathing beam of my candle,

For a fraction of running sand in the hour glass;

I try to warn you, stop you, save you

But you embrace the light!

The fire in you ignited by

Sheer Passion, warmer

Than the candle ablaze.

Gasps of horror, weeping wax

Your ashen body falls motionless.

You die in love, for love. A love

Never meant to be requited,

Yet you persistent lunatic?

But

You died for love, the only thing

You ever cherished

So martyrized, not perished?

They say, a deranged death

Yet a courageous one!

Leaving me flustered, you lay dead

A battle lost of life,

But of passion won.

Written by T.Khan

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