Human heart hardly flickers
Saddening sight
Through dark night
Alone
Again
Burn me
At both ends
At least
Until I’m
A waxy puddle
Or there’s nothing
Left
“I’m sorry,”
Tears drip
“I’m just really tired.”
Tears fall
I just want to be used
You know
It’s a season
It’s just a phase
I’m used to this
Remember?
I remind myself
That I’ve…
Been here before
Familiar frustrations
I just wanted to feel warmth
I was tired of rejection
People walked by
I stood taller on the shelf
They pick me up to sniff me
Their nose would wrinkle
I’d go back on the shelf
My price got lower and lower
Until finally
Someone bought me
They took me home
Setting me ablaze
At last
I could burn
and burn and burn
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (10)
Now darn it I will look at the candles in the store differently (and many times will wrinkle my nose)! 😀
Wow. I love the imagery here. This one is so creative and really speaks to me. Wonderful job
I love candles… heartfelt
heart touching
Great poem! I loved the creative perspective on this.
Nice work from you.
What a beautiful, descriptive piece from the perspective of a candle. Very unique and brought about a lot of feelings. Nice one!
Will still be chosen even with patience -_-
Thank goodness someone bought the dear little candle!🥹
Fantastic poem! Great work!