As I was looking around the room
Dimly lighted by a swaying light
Coming from a trusty servant
That is - a candle that looks like a star in a cloudless night sky.
I took my focus in such a thing
And I realize that it portray a feeling
Feelings that interprets human sadness,
As well as unrequited love disguised by happiness
Before it was lighted by a matchstick
It first took a shape of a special figure,
And then fire was born in its slender rod,
VIOLA! The candle's light was now in sight!
As I focus more and more
I saw liquids sliding down its features
I thought for somehow it resembles tears
Tears that might come from the new companion
Or might have been caused from distraction
Now my sight can't get away from it
Since the candle started to shrink
I saw myself in such a stance
That though a light was there
A regretful feeling won't go away
I for once was like a candle
Happy for the warmth that was given by someone
But later on my views had changed
That the real thing is
The warmth was not from the fire and its passionate touch
Rather, tears that flooded my heart
For after sometime when the light on my room was just enough
And a little light from a candle are no longer needed
I blew the fire off and feel contented
But the warmth that was once there was replaced by coldness
I was confused and was greatly befuddled
Since the candle stops from crying and now free
But the air is really freezing
I started to remember again,
A candle was like a human being
When love resembles the fire,
Was blown away and left in a still space
Would replace the warmth and feelings are forgotten
The once sensation being adored was now abhorred
Leaving a human apathetic left in the cold and chilling
So I prefer to be candle on fire
That I may be alone but loneliness subsides
Cause the feeling of having warmth from someone
Was just enough to be strong and alive
