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Making A Candle

i pick up the pieces
of melted candle

these are the wastes
left-overs of those already used

burned, i cut them with a sharp knife
like bread crumbs and

put them all in a small kettle
a little fire melts all of them

i got a thread a slice of tin
as weight inside a mold

i pour the melted candle there
and set the newly formed one aside

i reflect upon life
i reflect upon the people with wasted lives

vis-a-vis
the new candle that i made.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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I Do Not Want To Be Lost In The Crowd Of Tongues In Cheeks

when i left the party
i lied, i told someone that i am going to the rest room,
i rushed to my car and sped towards my way home,
i am not home at parties, they give me
gooseflesh,
my hairs like to rise like i were
electrocuted,

in my isolation i feel real, a king in my own small territory,
when i am with you
people, i become so scared, scared about what i think i do not really
know,
my senses are sharp and it knows that there is danger
of being
lost again amidst the crowd
their tongues inside their cheeks
and you just don't know what happens next,

and so i left earlier that you expected,
i simply have no more reason to stay and be melted like a candle
in that big fire
of hypocrisy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Bowl...

yes, this is a case
of a candle burning itself
on both sides
and below it
on two heads of fire
is a bowl full of
water
shaping what could
be the
truth

when the final shape
is taken
as usual
we go back
to that empty bowl
but less
the candle

the melted one
shedding off
lights

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Candle of Love

He was the fire...the fire to my burning candle

When I first recieved him he lit up my life

His flame burned vibrantly, it burned with care, and

it burned forever

Now that fire that once burned for me won't even
spark for me

Maybe its old, maybe I'm not lighting it right..or
maybe his flame is tired of my candle

poem by Octavia Tisdale
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Winter Night

It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

As during summer midges swarm
To beat their wings against a flame
Out in the yard the snowflakes swarmed
To beat against the window pane

The blizzard sculptured on the glass
Designs of arrows and of whorls.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

Distorted shadows fell
Upon the lighted ceiling:
Shadows of crossed arms,of crossed legs-
Of crossed destiny.

Two tiny shoes fell to the floor
And thudded.
A candle on a nightstand shed wax tears
Upon a dress.

All things vanished within
The snowy murk-white,hoary.
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

A corner draft fluttered the flame
And the white fever of temptation
Upswept its angel wings that cast
A cruciform shadow

It snowed hard throughout the month
Of February, and almost constantly
A candle burned on the table;
A candle burned.

poem by Boris Pasternak
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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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The Flickering Flame of Life

As dusk was creeping in, one winter’s evening,
I lit a candle to add to the peaceful ambiance.
Sitting, with my coffee on the table by my side
the flickering flame soon had me entranced.

I began to compare my life to a new candle,
remembering that I used to be proud and tall.
Like a candle I just got on with my business
working and playing without fuss at all.

With the flickering flame I also had parity,
when new it burned small but bright,
but as it grew it became more illuminating,
and at its peak it danced all night.

Throughout life I shed tears as did the candle,
also aged, as it flickered the hours away.
Sadly I know when its light flickers no more,
my breath will similarly cease at the end of my days.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Pot And Kettle

Come close to me, dear Annie, while I bind a lover's knot.
A tale of burning love between a kettle and a pot.
The pot was stalwart iron and the kettle trusty tin,
And though their sides were black with smoke they bubbled love within.

Forget that kettle, Jamie, and that pot of boiling broth,
I know a dismal story of a candle and a moth.
For while your pot is boiling and while your kettle sings
My moth makes love to candle flame and burns away his wings.

Your moth, I envy, Annie, that died by candle flame,
But here are two more lovers, unto no damage came.
There was a cuckoo loved a clock and found her always true.
For every hour they told their hearts, 'Ring! ting! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!'

As the pot boiled for the kettle, as the kettle for the pot,
So boils my love within me till my breast is glowing hot.
As the moth died for the candle, so could I die for you.
And my fond heart beats time with yours and cries, 'Cuckoo! Cuckoo!'

poem by Robert Graves
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Fiery Lover

I watch a candle burns
Its fire was quietly molded
And the wind was the artist.
The fire forms into a rose

I touch the candle’s fire
I felt the fire pushes me away
Contrary from what it shows
Its looks deceives me, totally

The wind blew the candle
The fire struggle to stay
The wind pushes it away
Its beauty vanishes instantly

If only it was not hot
It would be in my hands
I would have mold
A beauty impossible to hold

It had trusted the wind
Only wind was able to touch
I was forbidden to hold
All I can do is to watch

If only it had trusted me
It would be a different story
I had offered my hands
Though I know it’ll be burned

My hand’s not soft as a wind
It’s not as tender at it seems
But at least my hands
Are connected to a heart

poem by John Anthony Maligro
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Father

as father begs, the son in a compromise
goes with him in that dome
where there are candles
some have already burned themselves
and some have just been lighted
by the hand of the caretaker.

there had been so many misunderstandings
unresolved anger
the son keeps the hate as the father keeps
the silence
there is no available explanation
there is simply none to mention
for the moment

the father looks behind and tells the son
i am of the past
my candle melted to the ground
there is no rekindling

the father points to him another candle
about to end its life
and he tells the son, that is yours

the father is talking about a life of the past
and the shrinking future
the son now must explain too
how hate kept him
there is no explanation
there is simply nothing to mention

the candles melt to the ground
offering a smoke as left-over of its short existence
that is the only possible explanation

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Candle In The Wind

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on a treadmill
And they made you change your name
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just Marilyn Monroe
And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
Well I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
The candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye
Goodbye Norma Jean

song performed by by Kate Bush
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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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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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A Tongue Of Fire

I hauled a match stick out
From its metronomic slumber
And strike it against its house
It ignited, flickered and sputtered
Until a tongue of fire stabilizes
Descanting the lugubrious serenade
That dislimns the fix of planets
And to taste the sulfuric savor of life
It kissed the wick of a candle
It shared its sagacity
And snooped around him
And decided that it was
Too harsh to reside
In this ubiquitous darkness
He folded his flame,
Seethed for euthanasia
Then died away

Whilst the candle cradled
Its brand new glow with pride
Cautiously in a frail bassinet
But a wishful whisper blew
Into its very skeleton
Vulnerably naked and hapless
It shivered and cringed
The tongue of fire was gone
Devoured by an innocuous gesture
With all the unheeded wishes
Into the sepulchral fathoms
And the world shriveled
From its sanguine glow
The candle melted tears
From the incredulous life giving
But light is ephemeral
While darkness is eternal
And its life will
Never come back.

poem by Norman Santos
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Light Blub and the Candle

Candle: 'You think your so bright.'

Light Blub: 'I'm supposed to be that way.'
But at least I don't go out, everytime a breeze blows in.'

Candle: 'Hey I have been here longer than you.'

Light Blub: 'Edison invented me, who invented you? '

Candle: 'Don't really know for sure, but I have been around longer.'

Light Blub: 'You already said that.'

Candle: ' I get so mad, everytime someone says, they have an idea
they compare it to a light blub.'

Light Blub: 'Who else.'

Candle: ' When the power goes out, were the first things people reach
for.'

Light Blub: 'Yes, but as soon as the power comes back on, they put
you away.'

Edison: 'Listen here you two, you both serve a purpose and are
needed very much, don't you see.'

Light Blub: ' He's right, I'm sorry candle.'

Candle: 'Your forgiven, light blub, so am I.'

(4-11-07)

poem by Jim Foulk
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Candle Of Hope

I light this candle of hope
For the people in Mindanao
Particularly in Maguindanao
A southern part in our country, the Philippines.

I light this candle of hope
For the weeping child, for the abused
For the weak women, tortured and some buried alive

I light this candle of hope
For the widows, widowers, orphans
for the mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers.

This Christmas, I know it will be very hard
To celebrate Christmas with joy in your heart
It is not easy to lose a loved one.

Your tears will be gone, in His time
Your broken heart will be whole
Just keep that faith inside in each one of you
And keep this candle of hope burning..burning

Note: Please light your Candle of Hope too for them.
In your own little way, you have helped them lighten their load.
Thank you and God bless

poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Privilege

We on behalf of the entire human race
Serving you this privilege notice
Stop killing stop killing stop killing
Stop killing innocent men women
And children and also animals birds trees
Stop raping them
Stop starving them.

See the candle of humanity in our hand
Ihis candle is against corrupt people
This candle is against murders invaders
This candle is against rapists and looters
This candle is against and against all acts
That are against human race and humanities.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Candles

Faith for reasons still unknown
Like bleak house fog seems everywhere
The truth has frozen into stone
And hope lies freezing in the midnight air
Though dark our days may seem
This is a different dream
Their freedom light dont shine at all
So I will light a candle for you
Keep it burning in the night
And pray that you are all right
I will light a candle for you
Little candle burning bright
When school yard heroes disappeared
The little girl, she stands alone
Oh I believe you if you say
A prayer can help to get her home
So I will light a candle for you
Keep it burning in the night
And pray that you are all right
I will light a candle for you
Little candle burning bright

song performed by by Chris Rea
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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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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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