Candle

On cold dark nights

many seek a candle

in search of light

and warmth

The candle glows bright

but in return

it burns itself

little by little

till it's no more

A dead candle

can give you nothing

except

its last whiff

of warm smoke.

Reviews

[Edgar A Stonehill]

I enjoyed this. It was easy to read a couple of times. The only thing that I think that is worth pointing out is that I don't know anyone who tries to get warm from a candle.

[A.r. Bazian]

well... i'm astonished by the imagery... well kinda amused and entertained ironically though!
its sad!
but true!
in the end its just a memory of how it used to be!
i like... very much...
but i'm not exactly a fan of this style of writing... yet again, to be just and fair... i really was captured by this!
keep it up!

[Aussie]

The flow was a bit loose,but I enjoyed it all the same.
Again,good subject. We all seek light in our dark moments,yet we should not rely on it....
A strong poem. Nice work(:

[Nickle]

hmmm...i think it has a lot of potential but i feel like it doesnt flow as well as it should...i thought it went smoothly up until "The candle glows bright"...the sentences before it seemed like it was a stanza together and the last 5 sentences sounded like a stanza too...i would just try and fix the middle up a bit so it flows better but i rlly loved the sense of self sacrifice and bitter sweet ending the candle had :)