Candles Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Candles



Flickering with unsteady emotions
Your flame depicts our living souls
Glimmering with hopes in darkness
You cry and melt in silent pain
Tears drip down and harden in moments
Leaving strange depictions
Perhaps we see how you feel
And feel something in common
Sometimes amazing, ugly at times
The way we leave our creations unknowingly
And when flames die leaving a brittle wick
White smoke lines creates it's own signature
Ascending to some unknown place and disappear
Telling myriad stories none can comprehend
Soft spoken against the screaming daylight
You slumber dead without your glinting soul
Till it is dark enough for us to seek your flame
To light up our own

Candles
Thursday, November 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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