One minute a bright light
The next a smoking wick
But life cannot be reignited
Once the light goes out it’s gone
Those left are left with the pain
The once bright light gone forever
But the smoke remains
Haunting those left burning
The next a smoking wick
But life cannot be reignited
Once the light goes out it’s gone
Those left are left with the pain
The once bright light gone forever
But the smoke remains
Haunting those left burning
Author notes
i wrote this seven years ago, about a friend who killed himself, but i think it fits for almost any way a friend or family member dies. the name of the poem is named for a charity that particular friend was involved in before he passed
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Comments
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Sorry to hear about your friend. I can relate to this since I've experienced a few close people to me who passed away. Actually this poem made my eyes watery while reading it lol. Anyway, really nice poem, I enjoyed it a lot. I'll be looking forward to reading more from you.
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Excellent metaphorical exploraton using a candle for a life. Poets are the guardians of our souls, to catalog, interpret and share the collective experience. Well done here! A dear one's flame blows lower this week and this pain is understood.
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Yes indeed. I've lost a few family over the years, each left this hole that we can't really fill, and it seems life changes in ways after they do go...I guess that shows the power of human existence as well as anything else I can fathom.
My brother died back in '05 and that haunts me in odd moments, still trying to understand it, trying to brush aside that haunting smoke.
Harrisham Minhas has 500 trophies? Wow, that is way more contests than I'll ever have the energy or desire to enter.


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What a beautiful write, a life around candle light and the pain of its loss. Well done and best of luck to you


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Wow~
Powerful piece You have penned and I am sorry for Your loss- one minute here and the next- there is change- I remember trying to roll back the time when I suffered loss~
I'm Honored to have read~
It takes Strength to pen and release~
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
I Appreciate Your comment on my work
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes in the contest too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~


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This is a moving piece with such a somber feel to it.The lighting of the candle to signify life and the snuffing out of it upon death is very symbolic. Your friend will live on forever in these words. Thank you for sharing.


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I was touched by the comparison of a bright light and smoking wick...this held poignacy..delicate touch to memories of a loved one. Bravo and good luck in the contest


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This is touching and sad.
Sorry to know about your friend.
Definitely it is sad when one loses his/her loved one.
You have expressed this poem subtly and nicely.
Thanks for your entry.
Harrisham Minhas



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I don't know whether i have told you this before, (I told someone) That poems about candles and using candle flames as a lead into a poem really is special to me. Candle flames do say a lot and you have really captured a moment here in the snuffing out of a life, never to return. A candle may be relit, but not life. What a super piece.This oiece written for a friend that could nolonger handle lifes trials. That is sad, and i had a family member who had been there. Hard to understand why they choose to leave, but somehow, it was there only way out they saw. I am so impressed with this piece. Well done.


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Question.
Death is the end of one thing but is it the start of another? We miss those that are gone but the real tragedy is how some go...early. Touching.
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Very sad
Very well expressed. Thoughtful, thought provoking.


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