CANDLE

Sitting fixed
On the chair
Thought to flare
My candle
In a dim lit night

My friendship
With silence
Had taught me
How to tick
The flame of time

Slowly, it
Melted away
Without any ash
Or warmth, to
Kindle my spirit

I was rocking
Sitting on the chair
Rubbing the friction
May be one day, will
Azure my plight