Free verse № 153301
Dying Candle
The flameâs death
Is violent
It claws frantically
At cold, smothering space
As the wax,
Its life-blood,
Is stolen
Away into the greedy air
That is
Suddenly
Dark.
an internet tradition since June 9, 2001.
Free verse № 153301
3 comments
Log in to add a comment.