A light has not learn to open up for more brightness.
It is dim to the point where the sun’s ray bring out its best.
Who can ever guess what’s going on under the lamp shade.
The light is not for competition with other lights.
It is shimmering with the moon.
Hidden away from the lamp shade as the moon under the cloud.
Every night this light dims and dreaming so proud.
A hidden light with its secret dreams.
Full of imagination and none hellish screams.
So real yet not a reality are the dreams.
It’s just the light’s way bringing its brightness out.
A light full of energy when resources oil are high.
Therefore, someone will sympathize.