Deep Into The Dim Poem by R.Benjamin Abate

Deep Into The Dim



Deep
Into
the Dim

Her fickle
Heart was
Throbbing

Beside
The candlelight
Before I blew

It out
& the
Last thing

I remember
Seeing was
The reflection

of the flame
on the wick
Dancing

on her
Pupil
& All

Around
Her
Iris

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 30 April 2013

I remember seen- reflection. thanks.

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