Someone lights a candle <br />And I see the things around. <br />A candle must burn like this <br />Nay, every candle must burn like this. <br />I begin to tell every one. <br /> <br />A candle dies as it lives for us <br />And we appear to live while we travel towards the end. <br />A candle lives and lives while it appears to be dying.. <br />A lot we have to learn. <br />I begin to learn none. <br /> <br />It`s a candle which lives and lives throws greater questions <br />And I begin to be introceptive <br />-A mental exercise on a confined mind. <br />When shall I begin to live like a candle? <br />When shall I give out a flame that lives? <br /> <br />The questions begin to boomerang on me <br />As I sit in the candle light and see everything. <br />I see everything? <br />I miss to see a candle too. <br />The ghost of a candle haunts me.<br /><br />M.D DINESH NAIR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-candle-and-a-man/
