Streetlight at the corner

It casts a glow deep, the streetlight at the corner

Like an aura it extends, intruding upon the dark.

Poking, prodding, subduing the dark into submission

It impinges upon the shadows lurking at the rim.


Is it my imagination? Or does the aura extend?

Gradually eating away at the edges of the dark

As light, it erodes and envelops the dark shadow

And breaks upon the pavement, a guiding beacon.

Image – Stefan Cosma via unsplash

About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (, by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

Check Also

Space in my soul

That space in my soul The one that I guarded with All the beats of …

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *