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anotherdream Nov 2017
Candle candle, in the air,
Where is your flicker,
Where is your flare?

Candle candle, in the dark,
Do you believe with all your heart,
That you and your light will never part?

Candle candle, in the night,
Do you not scoff at the sight,
Of the darkness that surrounds you?

Candle candle, light so small,
Do you not have one single flaw?
Nothing to hide, it only reflects off the nearby wall.

Candle candle, why do you flicker?
Do you barely hold on and hinder,
While bearing the cold harsh winter?

Candle candle, of golden warmth,
Why is it so easy to love, to adore,
All you are that shines brightly on the floor?

Candle candle, flame of bright,
Why so humble and yet reach for heights,
No one admires or sees, for we all are blind?

Candle candle, why so faint?
You have endless beauty of flame,
And no match to light it, only pain.

Candle candle, in my dream,
Tell me, are the things I see,
Things of old or present reality?

Candle candle, in my head,
Is the flame of my heart,
The one fire I haven’t lit yet?

Candle candle, tell me now,
Where to give up, when, and how,
So I can leave the dark and shine bright.

Candle candle, show me how,
To light my spark and take a bow,
For the candle’s voice is a small sound.

Candle candle, on the wall,
Let me glide and let me fall,
This is my choice, it’s not your call.

Candle candle, why so hot?
Draw me close just for a shot,
To see what it would’ve brought?

Candle candle, pull me close,
Tell me all, I want to know,
So that you will never hit a low.



Candle candle, listen dear,
Life is too short for sadness or fear,
Regrets, pain, or makeup-filled tears.

Candle candle, I know it’s hard,
You were never warned you would get this scarred,
And put up with the things of the dark.

Candle candle, cherish what you have,
And never even try to look back,
There are only lost memories that take what you had.

Candle candle, you were thrown out,
Rejected with force and left with doubt,
Of your flame that still yearns to shout,

Candle candle, here I stand,
Take all of me, take all that I am.
It’s my turn to play in love’s final band.
Neharika Jul 2017
The bickering sunlight at my door
I am feverish, this crazy flare,
Like flashlight, poignant flashlight pointing at me,
Never been so queasy
Disgruntled, displeased.
There is more to this
More than the glare
The bickering sunlight never goes away
And it has reached my door.
My head is hung down
Upside-down for that
I guess that turns a frown to a smile
I could get used to it.
The sun I defeat,
He is too tired for today
One step back at a time it takes, slow
Promises to be even bolder tomorrow.
I look at it
Maybe he will
I smile till then, may be a smirk;
A smirk from my upturned frown.
K Balachandran Jun 2017
Away from the nicely lit place,
where guests chatted and giggled,
we sat face to face, in the after glow
of our smoldering new found love,
for quite a while,wondering within us,
how could emotional fireworks blow up
amidst prolonged pandemonium,like this?
Words to us, seemed quite out of place
I just gazed and gazed in to her eyes
she blushed,like a first time kisser.
A faint beam from a distance, made her
emotionally charged  face look all  aflame.
Her nostrils pretty attractive,perfect rings
looked flared,like an animal's,I noticed
that catches a scent, awaited for long;
seemed like she had an urgent need to express.
I had a guess, but her words were distracting,
"I love your fingers"she lisped, my index finger
on the right hand she started to pet,
"It's so enticing"she spoke as if
she substitutes a thing for one different.
as the compulsion was such.
Time stood still, in the middle,but that wasn't a hitch!
I remembered she had to leave, shortly
but the tide of our passions was flooding still,
so we created darkness at will around us.
Gabriel burnS Jun 2017
Lightning is the fleeting thorn of blooming thunder
The self-erasing crack into the sky window
The laceration of the clouds that left no scar
And sealed itself instantly
And bled to life bountiful
Shifting afloat in deep grey

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The lightning showed me the way
To the burning tree
The clouds were dark with worry
That I would not see
The thunder told me to hurry
Before the earth swallows me
a nice song that I found to go along: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ll5GuR5CNU
Poetic Artiste Jul 2015
If flames could leak,
She’d be the blaze puncturing my core,
It was only with her that fiery passion poured down.

Heated moments led me to ponder,
How the sodden creation of our affair,
Was enough to put her flare out.

I knew she was perfect for me,
Our opposites attracted,
How do we tread cautiously against the steam?
When opposites attract.
Florence Maude Apr 2015
If you can hear my disguised screams

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me to have hope
To teach me to fly

If you can see me crumbling

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me that I can be fixed
To teach me to not be tricked

If you can see me trapped here in this cage

Send out a flare
Bright red
Into the sky

And tell me how to get out
To teach me others ways rather than to flail about

Save me
Save me
From this misery

Save me
Save me
No easier could it be

To help me be free
Oh please do not flee

Just please help save me
That's all I ask of thee

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