The Sooty Sneaker

This poem follows a deep felt emotion, which I have expressed through a local festival.

Hath stepped around roads that roared life,
By dimples that half-smoking boxes ushered...

Fireworks of a different design,
Shaped like joy occurred in the ground, air, and sky.

Until, like a hooting owl that loses its voice over a distance
A charred sneaker lay untouched surrounded by Yelpers.

-Happy Diwali by a voice