• halvis_nirne 5w

    The sigh... of power cut
    As the favourite show was on
    Mom lighted a matchstick
    As darkness had the ghosts

    Kerosene lantern was lighted
    And sorrow turned into joy
    We all sat around it,
    Playing with the shadows
    And saying tales of ghouls.

    Not the expensive candle light dinner
    But a happy kerosene light supper.
    With a merrier laughter
    In a blissful darkness....