Never burn your fingers to snuff another man's candle.
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Burn not thy fingers to snuff another man's candle.
quote by James Howell
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Candle And A Man.
Someone lights a candle
And I see the things around.
A candle must burn like this
Nay, every candle must burn like this.
I begin to tell every one.
A candle dies as it lives for us
And we appear to live while we travel towards the end.
A candle lives and lives while it appears to be dying..
A lot we have to learn.
I begin to learn none.
It`s a candle which lives and lives throws greater questions
And I begin to be introceptive
-A mental exercise on a confined mind.
When shall I begin to live like a candle?
When shall I give out a flame that lives?
The questions begin to boomerang on me
As I sit in the candle light and see everything.
I see everything?
I miss to see a candle too.
The ghost of a candle haunts me.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Lite It Up
Lite it up
Lite it up
Lite it up and let that candle burn.
The fire is inside me.
Forever part of me.
Call it destiny.
Call it fate.
A fickle swing of a pendulum.
A motion set.
A writing in the stone.
I'm not alone for I have you.
So just lite it up
Lite it up
Lite it and let that candle burn.
Down to the very last.
It was always part of my past.
It sanction me to the starvation of the mind and soul.
I just lost control.
I faced it head on.
And thats when I met you.
So just lite it up
Lite it up
Lite it and let that candle burn.
It will never die.
Nor will my scarred heart.
Memories washed apart.
No longer do I doubt who I am.
As your man I take a stand.
For I must protect the love just met for you oh you.
So just lite it up
Lite it up
Lite it and let that candle burn.
One last time.
Digging into my own mind.
Finding every travesty.
Destroying the illusion of a fictitious fantasy.
Oh baby, oh baby this is for you
So just lite it up
Lite it up
Lite it and let that candle burn.
The body moves
The friction ceases.
Its a set of multiple releases.
Everything that soothes.
All for you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Burn That Candle
(winfield scott)
Keep that candle burnin bright, mama
Ill be kind of late tonight, mama
Theres a yellow moon above me, mama
Shinin on the one I love, mama
Burn that candle
Night and day
Burn that candle
Honey light our way
Keep that doorway open wide
Until we come slowly strollin side by side
While that candles shinin high, mama
Ill be with my sugar pie, mama
Well be comin home you know and mama
Lookin for that candle glowin, mama
After we have had the wedding, mama
To that candle well be headin, mama
So before were winin and dinin, mama
Keep that candle light a-shinin, mama
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The candle and the fly
A woman in love is a candle;
Her love and the candle’s flame are to burn.
Her pining is the candle’s burning.
They pine and burn and exhaust themselves.
A man in love is like a fly;
Both are in flight towards their targets
Of love and flame, to which they succumb
By one longing and the other by falling.
The candle is burnt; so is the beloved.
The fly is burnt; so is the lover.
No doubt, the end for them is mere ash
But their pursuits gave them enough push.
27.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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An Ounce Of Candle
An ounce of candle
do i have to close my eyes
just to have a little drops
of melted candle
well my fingers hold each other
for a little prayer, while there
is no incense burn
is that day brings me to the grave, thou
my wish is not yet heard, tell not
for tomorrow my ways will be over
a chance of peep in heaven brings luck
in your knee and a tender smile chase
pain of hell
Please DEAR GOD save me...
poem by Antonio Liao
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Sonnet: Life’s Candle Flame
Our life is like a candle-wick aflame,
Whose glowing brightness drives darkness away,
And keeps on burning though a fierce Wind came,
To sputter, spew forth smoke, all night ‘til day.
A blowing Gale can make us burn too fast;
The wind can put the flame off premature;
Both wick and wax must synchronously last;
Our teacher best is dear Mother Nature.
How long each candle lasts? No one can tell;
How bright the flame can be? Depends on us;
Yet, some waste wick and wax to burn like hell!
God expects us to burn steady sans fuss.
A candle ought to light the world that’s dark;
Yet, burn with steadiness without a spark!
5-18-2002 by Dr John Celes
poem by John Celes
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Leave A Candle
Leave a candle burning bright
So that I may see tonight
The darkness pushing all around
Drowning out my every sound
Leave a candle on the sill
If no one does so then I will
I'll light the candle on my own
And I'll fight on all alone
Leave a candle let it sing
Else I can't stop my cutting
My blood will flow out, drip, and fall
As shadows move across the wall
Leave a candle to the end
It shall be my only friend
Let it burn untill my death
And blow it out with my last breath
Leave a candle in the dark
So it leaves it's glowing mark
And guides me to my final rest
Cause I failed the living test
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Snuff The Punk
Snuff the punk
Snuff the punk, Im getting tired of you chump
Bass in your face youll get a taste of p.o.d. funk
When I say punk or chump I dont mean you
Talkin about the devil and his crew
Listen
You came to rob and steal from the helpless
Warriors in christ we stand up for the defensless
So if you can get with this then step to this
And if you say yes sing the p.o.d. checklist
This is a spiritual war, we take no prisoners
Live a life of sin, you dont know what your getting into
You picked a winner, love the sinner, hate the sin dude
We got a plan to understand, heres what we gonna do
Snuff da punk, snuff the punk, snuff em, snuff em
Snuff the punk, snuff the punk
2x
P.o.d. hit one more time for those that dont be knowin
Merrily, merrily, merrily down the stream is how Im flowin
Keep goin, dont stop all props to p.o.d.
P.o.d. the gospel, the gospel that rocks
Rock you, we did it, I think its time to quit it
And when my king is greaking, yo, you better take a seat kid
The shield of god, aint nothin gonna hurt me
And too rough, were gonna get down and dirty
I told you once before homie, this is the real deal
No time to win your soul, its too late, we gotta steal it
Blinded by ignorance use some common sense
Though so tough God challenged my bluff g
I thank the lord the day he snuffed a punk like me
Snuff the punk, p.o.d. snuff the punk
4x
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Our Candle
When we met
our candle burnt brightly,
then it began to dim.
We relit the candle
hoping it would burn brightly again,
rekindling our passions
to lock ourselves in each other’s arms
and become the two young lovers
as we were once before.
Our candle has a second chance
let us never let it flicker
and go dim again.
18 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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O Candle- Rose!
O Candle-Rose of rosy hue!
- A gift from sweet a heart;
On Christmas Day to me anew,
Aflame, how do I start?
For, if when lit, your love will glow
And burn my very heart;
And melt the wax forever, Oh!
The Rose could then depart.
O Candle-Rose of beauty great
- A piece of lovely art;
Tho’ burn you must, some day by fate:
How can I do that part?
O Candle- Rose of priceless rate,
Oh, be my living art;
Just like you were to me till date,
Remain my dear sweetheart.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-24-2005
poem by John Celes
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Snuff at a wake is fine if there's nobody sneezing over the snuff box.
Smells Like Flesh
kill me with your love,
or just kill me!
i'm sick of existence
and struggle....
the flame of the candle,
does not burn my fingers.
and the roar of stillness deafens!
angels and demons cannot satisfy,
even the trees ask forgiveness.
these lips are blue with frost,
yet the grave smells like flesh!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Candles
candle
it is used to light up
your years
candle
it is used to blow out
your years
candle
it is used to turn shadows
into animals
candle
it is used to help us see
the real from the shadows
candle
love and passion drip
through the wedding night
candle
a lump of spent energy
after all is over
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Of The Flie At The Candle
hat ails this fly thus desperately to enter
A combat with the candle? Will she venture
To clash at light? Away, thou silly fly;
Thus doing thou wilt burn thy wings and die.
But 'tis a folly her advice to give,
She'll kill the candle, or she will not live.
Slap, says she, at it; then she makes retreat,
So wheels about, and doth her blows repeat.
Nor doth the candle let her quite escape,
But gives some little check unto the ape:
Throws up her heels it doth, so down she falls,
Where she lies sprawling, and for succour calls.
When she recovers, up she gets again,
And at the candle comes with might and main,
But now behold, the candle takes the fly,
And holds her, till she doth by burning die.
Comparison.
This candle is an emblem of that light
Our gospel gives in this our darksome night.
The fly a lively picture is of those
That hate and do this gospel light oppose.
At last the gospel doth become their snare,
Doth them with burning hands in pieces tear.
poem by John Bunyan
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Too Daring
If I burn the candle at both ends
and don't extinguish the flame
will I only fool myself into thinking
that things will stay the same?
Things can never remain forever
when you play with fire.
But ah! , the pleasure while the candle's burning
is all that I desire.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Candle Of Life
Something you cant hide
Says youre lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
Its there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life
Something there outside
Says were only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
Its there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life
So love everybody
And make them your friends
So love everybody
And make them your friends
Something you cant hide
Says youre lonely
Hidden deep inside
Of you only
Its there for you to see
Take a look and be
Burn slowly the candle of life
Something there outside
Says were only
In the hands of time
Falling slowly
Its there for us to know
With love that we can go
Burn slowly the candle of life
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Being waked out of my sleep by a snuff of Candle which offended me, I thus thought
Perhaps 'twas but conceit. Erroneous sence!
Thou art thine own distemper and offence.
Imagine then, that sick unwholsom steam
Was thy corruption breath'd into a dream.
Nor is it strange, when we in charnells dwell,
That all our thoughts of earth and frailty smell.
Man is a Candle, whose unhappy light
Burns in the day, and smothers in the night.
And as you see the dying taper waste,
By such degrees does he to darkness haste.
Here is the diff'rence: When our bodies lamps
Blinded by age, or choakt with mortall damps,
Now faint and dim and sickly 'gin to wink,
And in their hollow sockets lowly sink;
When all our vital fires ceasing to burn,
Leave nought but snuff and ashes in our Urn:
God will restore those fallen lights again,
And kindle them to an Eternal flame.
poem by Henry King
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Meditations Upon A Candle
Man's like a candle in a candlestick,
Made up of tallow and a little wick;
And as the candle when it is not lighted,
So is he who is in his sins benighted.
Nor can a man his soul with grace inspire,
More than can candles set themselves on fire.
Candles receive their light from what they are not;
Men grace from Him for whom at first they care not.
We manage candles when they take the fire;
God men, when he with grace doth them inspire.
And biggest candles give the better light,
As grace on biggest sinners shines most bright.
The candle shines to make another see,
A saint unto his neighbour light should be.
The blinking candle we do much despise,
Saints dim of light are high in no man's eyes.
Again, though it may seem to some a riddle,
We use to light our candles at the middle.
True light doth at the candle's end appear,
And grace the heart first reaches by the ear.
But 'tis the wick the fire doth kindle on,
As 'tis the heart that grace first works upon.
Thus both do fasten upon what's the main,
And so their life and vigour do maintain.
The tallow makes the wick yield to the fire,
And sinful flesh doth make the soul desire
That grace may kindle on it, in it burn;
So evil makes the soul from evil turn.
But candles in the wind are apt to flare,
And Christians, in a tempest, to despair.
The flame also with smoke attended is,
And in our holy lives there's much amiss.
Sometimes a thief will candle-light annoy,
And lusts do seek our graces to destroy.
What brackish is will make a candle sputter;
'Twixt sin and grace there's oft' a heavy clutter.
Sometimes the light burns dim, 'cause of the snuff,
Sometimes it is blown quite out with a puff;
But watchfulness preventeth both these evils,
Keeps candles light, and grace in spite of devils.
Nor let not snuffs nor puffs make us to doubt,
Our candles may be lighted, though puffed out.
The candle in the night doth all excel,
Nor sun, nor moon, nor stars, then shine so well.
So is the Christian in our hemisphere,
Whose light shows others how their course to steer.
When candles are put out, all's in confusion;
Where Christians are not, devils make intrusion.
Then happy are they who such candles have,
All others dwell in darkness and the grave.
But candles that do blink within the socket,
And saints, whose eyes are always in their pocket,
Are much alike; such candles make us fumble,
And at such saints good men and bad do stumble.
Good candles don't offend, except sore eyes,
Nor hurt, unless it be the silly flies.
Thus none like burning candles in the night,
Nor ought to holy living for delight.
But let us draw towards the candle's end:
The fire, you see, doth wick and tallow spend,
As grace man's life until his glass is run,
And so the candle and the man is done.
The man now lays him down upon his bed,
The wick yields up its fire, and so is dead.
The candle now extinct is, but the man
By grace mounts up to glory, there to stand.
poem by John Bunyan
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Hymns To The Silence
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
When Im away from you, when Im away from you
Well I feel, yeah, well I feel so sad and blue
Well I feel, well I feel so sad and blue
Oh my dear, oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love
When Im away from you, I just have to sing, my hymns
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my dear, oh my dear sweet love its a long, long journey
Long, long journey, journey back home
Back home to you, feel you by my side
Long journey, journey, journey
Yeah in the midnight, in the midnight, I burn the candle
Burn the candle at both ends, burn the candle at both ends
Burn the candle at both ends, burn the candle at both ends
And I keep on, 'cause I cant sleep at night
Until the daylight comes through
And I just, and I just, have to sing
Sing my hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
My hymns to the silence
I wanna go out in the countryside
Oh sit by the clear, cool, crystal water
Get my spirit, way back to the feeling
Deep in my soul, I wanna feel
Oh so close to the one, close to the one
Close to the one, close to the one
And thats why, I keep on singing baby
My hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh hymns to the silence, oh hymns to the silence
Oh hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Oh my dear, my dear sweet love
Can you feel the silence? can you feel the silence?
Can you feel the silence? can you feel the silence?
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence
Hymns to the silence, hymns to the silence.
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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