Festival of lights
Galore lights on deepa oli day
Lore thru' which we learnt gay
Demon Narakasuran lay dead
Sermon did not he preach.
But prayed for his fell
To be brightness swell
His repentance to the sins?
Nay his purication to his kins.
Let on the day fail be failed
Frustration not be boiled
As illumination landed on this earth
So, illuminance prevail with mirth.
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