Knocked at my window

He mumbled; drove me out

Gleaming that evening was;

No one ever knew about

Quiet for a while, we stared

His “warmth” asked my plight

‘Dragged those stubborn rays; or

Faced some restless light?’

Blamed him for his betrayal

I sighed, nodded & replied;

“mine isn’t luminous like yours,

life is dull and deprived”

Ah! Borrowed is my...

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