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Ayesha Jul 2023
All night long
I peel off layers of me
thinking up poetry
with my fingers and lips

the little moon melts
and melts
purer than fire

in the morning, I am wax again
Chris Chaffin Jan 2021
Candles flicker
with begged forgiveness,

each tender wick
a glowing reminder,

each drop of wax
a tear sliding down
the father’s cheek.

Having lit them all,
I wait for him to come.
Lane O Aug 2020
oh moon, hanging high
glowing majestic, night sky
wax and wane, firefly
another moon haiku :)
Lane O Aug 2020
Oh moon up above
The night is your dominion
Waxing and waning
Gustavo P May 2020
I could tell it was over
When the tears dried up

The fire snuffed out

Your scent still lingers
Yet I wish for fresh air

Until it's time for my fire to flicker again
Every time, a little less wax

Every time, a little less of you.
OJ May 2020
I've always had really bad wax
Still do
I use q-tips
to pull out bits and pieces
and I can hear the world
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
I was used for heat
Candle lit for awhile
Snuffed out with a pinch
You made me melt but I barely warmed your fingertips
Cardboard-Jones Feb 2020
I heard them talking.
Saying how I was a fool,
And everybody knew.
Except for me I guess.
But nonetheless,
I had to see if these wings
Could fly,
Go beyond the azure sky.
What should I do?
Keep my feet safe on the ground?
But what if I
Find something no one’s ever found?
If I fall,
At least I know I tried.
When myself and fate
I’ll greet it with a smile.
It’s better than
Lying awake at night.
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