I’m just a lonely candle
that lights this empty place
my flame keeps falling faster
and my wax just drips away
The smoke just keeps on rising
from the ever shrinking wick
that escapes into the air
leaving oh so quick
The wind blows suddenly
through a cracked window
and my flame flickers
and then there’s no glow
All is dark now
no warmth from above
and the smoke is not rising
I feel so unloved
But wait,
Out in the distance
a huge flame I do see
bright yellow orange
and it’s coming towards me
Closer it comes
right above me
and it lights me back up
and now I can see
It was just a torch
just sharing its flame
helping out others
who fell just the same
And now once again
my flame lights the room
and my smoke keeps on rising
out of this tomb
My flame keeps getting dimmer
there’s not much more to say
for I am just a lonely candle
who is melting all away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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