The eyes of twilight gaze at a candle,
Burning under the baluster of a churchyard.
Breeze fluctuating its flame softly,
White doves of love fluttering their wings
And murmuring the words they've ne'er spoken,
Under the eaves they unite and praise God
Priests of the past preaching salvation-
At the red-carpeted pulpit of people.
But the lambs sleep under the sea of sin
Leviathan stirs in their ears
Lo! Heart of man is the art of God
And in sculptured minds purity fade
Blessings are still there from God
Still there- flaming for us
But our hearts desire darkness as always
O'Come closer to the light,
That burning for you and me.
Come closer to the light,
That melts like a candle.
Coincidentally i'm also working by the subject of candle...hahahathis is great poem and blessing from Him we found when we see the light...Beautiful and like it soo much Vipin-Unwritten Soul
This is meaning of blessing and you did very fanastic job doing that. Keep up the fanastic poems you put out there.10+++
A nice poem. Good set of words used. Blessings from God always flame but everyone wants to live in dark. Full marks 10
open the door, instead of complaining of noise, when oppurtunities knock on ur door! ! u aptly conveyed this message - nice poem.
Beautiful poem with the back dropp of the sanctum sanctorum with the candle burning down and God's love flaming for us, we sinners, groping in darkness! ! Great diction! !
Heart of man is the art of God. But his sculptured mind is fading its purity.....these are the two lines I loved and thought about deeply, really loved this one :)
I don't have words to comment upon this master piece which portrays the mind of human in simple words yet in powerful way. Thanks for sharing!
The combination of words here are very touching. Thank you for sharing this image. Peace, S.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful assimilation of poetic altitude in its blessed form in your writings..well done