The Candle
The Candle
The candle burns,
bright and beautiful,
lighting up the night,
for others…
But, it burns,
shedding silent tears,
of anguish,
of angst…
It burns,
shedding forlorn tears,
of anger and anxiety,
even love…
One brilliant flicker,
the last drop falls,
and it drowns, then,
in its own tears…

A poem, for a change, from you? A good effort!
1but what better way to go - even in death it gives the world it’s brightest gift
2I do stop by every month to see what’s new here, a very refreshing post indeed….
3Good one… No one thinks about the candles now a day.
Once I had written a poem about a candle and a cake, on July 18th, 2008.
This one is nice. Those who spread light to others, risk losing something for themselves. They say Swami Vivekananda died in his 30s because he stretched himself so much, so fast, only to help others…
4wot a noble life leads the candle…..even in certain death enlivens the life of those in dark …gr8 read dilip.
5arrey! Savita Dutta-ji, OMG! Happy Deepavali to you too, a week late, though!When I saw arrey, I thought `arrey’ had made a reappearance at iLand! Then I noticed the good ole DL! Great! Am ok, surviving still - even in iLand! And how have you been? Trust all is well with your loved ones and you! any new pome??? Take care! dilip
6arrrey happy diwali
7this reminds me of my pome on the candle.
how are u dilip?
a candle flame also cheers you up and send messages of joy and light to let you know that you are being blessed………….
Happi Diwali
8Beautiful ….. it lights up the night for others in its own tears! Does anyone who enjoyed the brightness shed a tear for the candle?? sighhhhhhhhhh…
DK in poetic mood!
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