The Festival of Lights

Setting the skyline ablaze,
It celebrated its own grand arrival.
Diwali, the festival of lights was here.
Scintillating fireworks danced in the air
flaunting their vibrancy.
Resplendent lamps adorned homes,
beckoning to the Goddess Lakshmi.
Little boys burst noisy crackers
on the crowded local street.
Being boisterous made them happy.
Troubling innocent passer-bys,
they giggled mercilessly,
and then gorged on sweetmeats.
Draped in their finest saris,
the women personified harmony.
Praying and chanting devoutly,
they wished for love and prosperity.
Celebrities hosted luxurious parties,
with sumptuous dishes and savouries,
The aroma wafting in the air.
It was the festival of grandiosity.
For some, it wasn't.
College students missed familial bonds.
It was one of the rare times
rooms became tidy and immaculate.
That was the very least they could do.
Taking a stroll on the beach side,
they admired the luminous ambience.
Lighting a few sparklers now and then
to watch the beauty dazzle away.
A few girls remained aloof,
Diwali was too mainstream
for them to participate in.
From the prison compound,
he gazed at the unbound sky.
It seemed to taunt him,
exalting in illuminated glory.
Nostalgia swept cruelly over him.
He longed for his wife's caress
and his daughter's laughter.
Diwali, came and left.
And gave different gifts to all.


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