The Holy Fire Burning Into The Room Poem by Ujjal Mandal

The fire is smiling there!
The festive flash is walking
Into the booming
Room,
And the mass of darkness
Is leaving in form of fume
That the fire is hiding in its plume;
The darkness is fading
On the flakes of fire's smiling
Face
Like a flower vase
Can enhance
The aesthetic taste,
The black wall is smiling around
When the fire is drowned
Into the dark stream of the wall
Which is standing like a hall,
The whole room is like a flower
Of fire
And the jubilant moments are there
Budding like a dancing feather.