Orange Sighs

Little orange flowers littered the wall between the houses one evening. They just lay there like little corpses, unmoving and then, when the winds sighed, they blew away.

We are the Dead. Short hours ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In orange sighs.

Devouring Darkness

Happy Diwali to all of you. If someone could tell me how best to capture the flame with a normal digital camera ( I have a Sony Cybershot W-110), I would me highly obliged. I kept trying for almost an hour, but this was the best I could come up with.

In Immortality's Light,
Darkness dies.