By Ashwin Sathish Nair
Fire, fire burning bright,
To see it burn, what a sight.
It fights bravely like a knight.
Always uncertain like a kite,
It conquers anything with its might.
It never burns up to a height,
Dazzling brightly in the night.
Doesn’t look like it took a diet.
Who knows I might be right,
Who light the first light.