Life

A personification of life

A candle that was lit 

now stands and live,

so priceless yet so warm,

so white that is purer in sight

Slowly burns, slowly it flickers

never its flame will stay straight 

thin smokes that pays its price

tears from pain will turn to stones

every turn of an arm from the clock

that counts

the candle got smaller

than the first time it was lit

and then alas! its journey ends

the light and warmth vanished

into thin air

but never do i forget the time we spend.

Reviews

[PoemRodent]

A very intense write with deep emotions.. You handled this very well and made a great work...

Thanks for sharing!

Rob

[VanillaRabbit]

Thank you for your review.. I appreciated it...