Night lights


 Night stood on tip toes
  wary of being singed
  Her dark hair wrapped
  around her lamp-lit form
  wanting day
  to return early for once
  to hold her flickering hands steady
  while she evaded the sizzling strands
  thrown at her
  wondering why it was always her
  in the line of fire.

©Reena Prasad  13th Nov 2012

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