The flicker of life,
burns inside of us all,
it is the essence of our being,
and one must heed this call.
Care must be taken,
one must fuel it well,
the flame must not go out,
for life ends pray tell.
Some flames burn high,
while others do so low,
for the nurturing of the soul,
is more than most know.
The flow of inner light,
can be seen through the eyes,
the windows of the soul,
are impossible to disguise
Hope rests in the knowledge,
of understanding loves heart,
it can be so easily smothered,
dismantled, or broken apart.
Author notes
Flame is like the olympic torch, the objective is not to allow it to go out.
A contest entry
- even... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 15, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is truly beautiful. Words from an honest heart indeed.
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You have revealed the truths of love..and the facts of life in the poetry here..My thanks for sharing it and entering my contest...
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This is yet another beautiful poem prompted by this quote, and I like the topic you choose. Very nicely composed and a excellent write.....
novy
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