A Bulb

Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb,

a lovely garden in a seed,

and a giant oak in an acorn.

While I see ,

A spark

A smooth flicker

A moment to remember

A high surge of light which reveals path to those who wish to see...

While i spread the darkness;

trying to gulp the light of this eminent source.

A gleaming orb,

crafted from glass smother

than the broken heart

which wishes to illuminate me...

But after all,

it's me...

Who waits, sighs,

and forgets...

Photography & Poetry © Ubaid Ullah Ahmed