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I fell in love with candlelight-
in my darkness, she shone so bright.
She danced the breeze, lit up the night,
her glow consumed my very sight.

But wax and wick both burn away,
and candlelight just cannot stay.
As sure as night turns into day,
that fickle flame will go astray.

But for a moment, through the storm,
she lit my world, she kept me warm,
then flickered out, as is the norm
for candlelight, its fleeting form.

I fell in love with candlelight,
for but a moment, all was right.
Her glow, her dance, consumed my sight,
and faded out at end of night.
Took a shallow breath
From a shallow depth

Narrowed eyes
From the narrow thought process

Living in a well
Limited space, imagination

Little significance
It held in a unfathomable world

A shallow breath, depth
Limited thought process
Some odd thoughts
 Aug 2020 Nidhi Jaiswal
TG
I´ll get so hurt inside,
When I don´t know what I´m doing,
I´ll be so focussed on one person,
One person I want to love.

When I meet the person,
He shows me love,
But when we don´t see eachother,
The fire reaches to my soul.

Why isn´t the love as pure as it is in reality,
Why can´t u show me the same love,
Our love is being questionned,
Because you don´t know how to stay.

You love the moment,
But you love to live your life too,
You love the taste of every bit of life,
You´ll grab it and throw it easily away.

I´m holding my heart,
After 1 million attemps for love
I´m trying to survive the pain again,
Trying to live again,
This shouldn´t have happenned if it would not last,
I´m in a black hole,
And do not want to get out of it.
I think there are many people out there who can relate. Especially the sensitive ones with a big heart. Your heart wants to love so badly, but you´ll end up not getting enough. Not receiving what your heart is craving. After that the cravings turn into pain, being empy, unwanted, not receiving what the heart wanted. You try and try every time, but nobody is willing to stay. From there it goes downhill..
Since the day, the wispy clouds and the blooming flowers had taught me to love...

I had so much longed to cross the bridge that leads to your house...

But now, when I have crossed the bridge to reach you, only a haunted mansion did I behold...

That neither harbours you nor your faking heart!
Just a random thought on how a true heart is often cast down by a false love! Gratitude for reading this!
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