The Red Candle

The red candle on the shelf
Was almost forgotten
It was a gift way back then
Once upon a Valentine’s Day


Dust covered the red ribbon
Wrapped with a plastic cover
You can’t see anymore
The red heart inside the dusty glass


It was already a plan
To light it on our anniversary
But things went wrong
And we never recovered


The red candle was stored
Far away from our memory
Bittersweet memoirs of the past
Still haunts our future


I decided to burn the past
To let it float through the smoke
From this red candle
That was already forgotten


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Nell Rose 8 months ago from England

Beautiful! And so sad, how many of us have that red candle?


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ChitrangadaSharan 8 months ago from New Delhi, India

Beautiful and expressive poem with deep thoughts.

Thanks!


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shanmarie 8 months ago from Texas

Wow. Expressive is the word, I think.


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RJ Schwartz 8 months ago from Idaho Falls, Idaho

Too sad..hope it wasn't about you


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CrisSp 8 months ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

So touching indeed. ~


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Vellur 8 months ago from Dubai

Beautifully expressed. Better to let the past go and be free.


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aviannovice 8 months ago from Stillwater, OK

That was a powerful poem, and I'm certain that it hits home with many of us.


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bravewarrior 7 months ago from Central Florida

Beautiful metaphors for moving on, Spy. You haven't lost your touch!

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