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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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