The candle on the window sill.

Far away in an abandoned place,
She holds him in her cold embrace.
Storms come and go forth; Still,
A candle keeps burning on their window sill.

She digs herself deeper in his chest,
Unaware of the trouble, they both rest.
The water creeps and howls, Shrill;
A candle keeps burning on their window sill.

The night is moonless and forlorn,
They count the stars up until dawn.
Nothing ever can come between them; ‘Til,
That candle stops burning on their window sill.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This might be becuz I'm already in the mood for Halloween (Oct 31) . . . I read this poem as being between a live person & a dead person. The narrator is a slave to the ghost of this long-gone lover. I get a sense your tone is a little ironic . . . insinuating that "forever" is more like a prison sentence than a gift. This interpretation starts with "cold embrace" which gives a creepy feel to this, instead of being any kind of tribute to someone. I love spooky writes, so to me, this is deliciously creepy (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing and beautiful use of words.
"The night is moonless and forlorn,
They count the stars up until dawn.
Nothing ever can come between them; ‘Til,
That candle stops burning on their window sill"
I love the above lines. We must make the good night, to last forever. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Fairy Khan]

Thanks, Coyote. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Poet.

[DAH]

I love the Gothic felling of this one.

Sometimes there's too much light; a little darkness affirms the balance.

"She digs herself deeper in his chest ... " ––– delicious!

[Fairy Khan]

Thank you, DAH!

[Jibey]

The candle proves a powerful image for the enduring quality of love amidst life's struggles. I like the way the poem is constructed, giving it a pleasing melody that underpins the words.

[Fairy Khan]

Thanks. Your review is valued. :)

[Sarah K Cass]

I like this very much. It flowed and for some reason, I looked forward to seeing the candle still on the windowsill.

[Fairy Khan]

Thanks a lot, Amber.
Me too. :)

[lightsong]

I'm wondering my friend if You wrote this with a specific poetic form, You have a talent with the rhythm, Your words flew nicely and smoothly, they deliver Your emotions with tender tune, Love can win it all, even in the downs and when nothing seems to work, Love will find a way to work it out, this what I got from Your wonderful piece, two lovers ready to start and win again the hardships with their love at hearts.

[Fairy Khan]

Just in the form of rhyming couplets.
I really appreciate your understanding of the poem. Thank you for your kind words, mate.

[Digvijay Singh]

Amazing piece of writing.

[Fairy Khan]

Thanks, Singh.

[Chris]

"'til" refers to until - an ending...

[Fairy Khan]

Yes. That’s right.

[Eilis]

Your repetition of the final line in each stanza lends a lovely, haunting atmosphere to the poem. Ghostly refrain, maybe.

I enjoyed the evocative pull of your images as well. The theme and images you chose made me feel temporarily immersed in the world of the poem. That’s a great thing in a poem.

Nice work, an enjoyable read.

[Fairy Khan]

Thank you for reading and reviewing. I appreciate your encouraging words.

[Franco]

I like how every stanza ends with " window sill," also you have done what I find most challenging; which is choosing the write word to create a proper theme, feeling, and sort of atmosphere. A nice and clever little gem.

[Fairy Khan]

Thanks, Franco. No doubt choosing the right word is a daunting task, but when you are feeling what you are writing, it just flows.