The Candle
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All the lights went off
Oh! what darkness
I lit a candle in my room
A spark of light
Disturbing the confidence of darkness
Isn’t it amazing? A small candle
A bit of light
Suddenly a moth came straight
Towards the light
Burned her wings
She could not fly
She fluttered helplessly
She didn’t fear the light
To her it was a bit of light
But which sparked her life
She lay helpless on the ground
No more flying for her
Until she gets a new pair of wings
I hope she would not direct
Herself again towards the light
Of a small candle
Which produces just a bit of light
Conquering your darkness.
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A pebble
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Ashes
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Beware
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Cactus
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Colours of illusion
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Consciousness
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Curiosity and life
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For my friend
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For my unseen child
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Forbidden fountain
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Gift to my son
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Hope
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Life a Mirage
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Mirror
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Roads ahead of me
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Spider and Innocent Fly
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The Angle the Beauty.
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The Candle
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The hot chair
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The vessel
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The view
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To my daughter
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To my love
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To my valentine
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Wind
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With love your mother
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You and me
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Your love my child
(1)
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