Poem

Candle

A soft night where the candle lashes at the ceiling

breaking and making, a hundred veils.

With the quiet flame mirroring every rising step

and every fall, and fleeing razor breeze

a melting darkness and shrinking quiet.

2 thoughts on “Candle”

Stardust says:

30/01/2017 at 3:55 PM

Brilliantly beautiful.

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- Rijul Ballal says:
  
  30/01/2017 at 4:08 PM
  
  Thanks man
  
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