The Candle And The Fly Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Candle And The Fly
A woman in love is a candle;
Her love and the candle’s flame are to burn.
Her pining is the candle’s burning.
They pine and burn and exhaust themselves.
A man in love is like a fly;
Both are in flight towards their targets
Of love and flame, to which they succumb
By one longing and the other by falling.
The candle is burnt; so is the beloved.
The fly is burnt; so is the lover.
No doubt, the end for them is mere ash
But their pursuits gave them enough push.
27.10.2008
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8/29/2026 8:51:34 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
good metaphors....woman's love self destructing...man's love valiant, self sacrificing....but a sad end! will that ash become manure to another fresh harvest of love? ? ? ? ? the rebirth! ! ! ! !