Candle-Flame

The candle burns brighter,
my heart is now a fighter.
Fire is a wild creature,
being my only teacher.

The candle brings me sight,
Showing me the road to fight.
However it has a limited range
Leaving me on shortchange

Moving forwards into the dept
It burns away with every step,
Weakening my guidance sign,
and thinning the death line.

Drops of wax hits my finger,
As my body starts to linger,
The flame dies with loud cries,
And I slowly shut my eyes

Author's Note

The candle represents our life, the flame our motivation.

Reviews

[Jessica Mai]

This is amazing! Every time i do something new i am so motivated but it dies out all too quickly. You represented that so well... such a clever analogy. The flow was great too. Awesome job Ryan!

[Scandalous]

Loved it!

[Coyote Poetry]

Yes like a candle smoke our dreams can disappear into the wind also. Need to keep the flame strong and don't allow the disappointments to slow you down. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[FeliciaS (Poetic Prince..]

Great work :)

[Lighthouse Call]

A simple poem, I like it. It is also very true when you think about it. I like it :)