The Candle
i become one of the fallen
now let down and forgotten
to wither in the wind and mourn
like a candle about to burn
a candle once straight and firm
on top a crown of fire burned
now lay ashen wax fallen
in a mound liquid streaming
now i become that fallen candle
sorrow i have wrapped in a bundle
a mound of wax in deepest regret
tears streaming yet no one to cuddle
The Fallen Elegy 
That is so sad, and I can feel the chill. Just remember a candle can also be a beacon a life saver , bent or not…. just a thought. P.T. Y. P. XX
September 10, 2011 at 4:47 pm
A sad voice.. but still I like to think that as a candle you shed light and brought some joy to some people… well that is me, the eternal optimist ~
September 10, 2011 at 10:33 pm
So deep. I can relate to the dark beauty of the longing. The inner feelings that are so hard to convey in words, but well done here. Very well done.
September 11, 2011 at 1:46 pm