It was a flicker,

unsteadily burning,

shining a wavering light;

The visual sensation of it

caused me vibration inside;

Thinking how transient light can be:

A play between “to be or not to be”,

I got recourse to mind.

Black holes popped up.

Then, I took refuge to my heart.

A CONCEPT was there,

standing like, a guardian;

I tried to read it.

Was it Levo?

No, it was not!

How about Vole?

It didn’t look so!

Then, there was light

The concept was now bright

It was nothing but LOVE!

Courtesy of Google pictures

Foroz, M. (2017). Inside Out: A Collection of English Poems. Olympia Publishers: London.