Days pass quickly,
But I burn lowly..

Time passes swiftly,
But I melt slowly..

Days end with nights,
But I,
            never end with night...
   And will,
              remain as light;

       From night to light...
       From dark to hope....
       From failure to success...
      
I love to enlighten;
                like a candle..
I love to brighten;
                each shadow..

I love to burn;
       as I burn to melt...
I love to melt;
       as I melt to brighten...
I love to brighten,
       as I brighten to enlighten...
I love to enlighten,
        as I belong to candle..
            and am full of wax;
                 which is made to litten...

Im a tall candle
I have a wick
I have a life

I light that candle to see
but as I do so my life melts away
it burns and melts

I was tall once
I was beuifule
I was warm

My skin has melted away
you can see the little marks left
you can see my wick in the middle

Im so broken inside
im so cut
im so burned
im so alone

i dont even know who I am anymore.
My personalaty has melted away into a pool of many others.
My name no longer belongs to just me.

I am a candle that once burned bright
but now is dead and cold
Im gone
melted away

my mood is always the same
love all the way
burn to light
die like the candle with a purpose fulfilled.

If you're inspired you walk in the sun's light
Why be a mere flickering candle to another
For if the sun's not seen, sight's lacking not light
And even in the darkest night, the moon shines
But truly the consuming sun burns within
seen only with eyes not of flesh
For even the blind in the deepest depths see

When one door closes, another opens
An optimist's dream,
and a pessimist's nightmare

Backs may be turned
and a door may be shut

But a candles flame burns,
late into the night

No foul winds or foreign rain drops,
can extinguish it's light

Even tho the door is closed,
to an old friend the candle always burns bright.

She spread her arms and embraced me
that familiar scent made me smile
I noticed the wrinkles on her arms
and my heart ached

she spent half of her life
preparing what's best for me and still..
she is here
comforting me at my worst

My eyes welled up as i held back my tears
thinking of all the things i couldn't do for her
My heart pounding in a rhythm
thinking of all the best things for her

As she got up to bring me my favorite snack
tears finally escaped my eyes
wiping them away quickly
i promised to myself

I'll never leave you maa

life is like a candle

as the wick lights up
we are impregnated

as the wick melts aways the surface,
we are kids, experiencing the firsts

as the wick burn deeper, giving a burning scent
we are teenagers, experiencing good and bad

as the wick melts halfway, with only a beautiful scent
we are halfway, we are with our new family

as the wick continues to heat the frozen wax,
we are warm, together

but as the wick burns the last remaining wax,
we are living the last remaining life

and as the wick blows out
there is no more scent, only smoke, our soul... floating away

our life is like a candle:
we born, we grow, we die
but as long as you keep burning
the wick never dies

Waxing plasma
deliquescing tallow
dipped locutions
in cutting chill.

Ardent musings
the precarious balance
undermined by
sinew and viscous silk.

Hemorrhaging illuminations
sputter metallic flavor.
Life seeps into crackling diatribe
an—ointment that peels.

Bleed your brilliance
and proclaim
real truth is light
a hand can touch
not the other way around.

I just bleed