White candle burning in the darkness,
moving flames from time to time,
Giving heat, brightness, and light.
From the light comes the drunkenness smell,
with vanilla, berries, and more to tell.
Part of the strong blind delight,
chasing shadows coming to the sight.
Winning again, against the light,
Covering the entire room,
in sadness and sorrowing tomb.
Escaping the poisoned scent,
turned into venom gloom, non a consent.
It is white covered in delight,
powerful enough to challenge the pitch fright.
There... strongly stands the flickering light,
still shining, furious, and bright.
Stay strong little flame,
burn and burn until the end.
About the Creator
Ina Zeneli
In love with writing books for kids, young adults, poetry, and novels.
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https://www.amazon.com/author/inazeneli
Comments (2)
Love it ❤️
Your writing skills are truly impressive. I loved it.