The candle flame flickers like
A lost soul about to leave the body
That is in commotion to shake it off;
Dark owl hoots from roof tops
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Waiting for the final escape! Like the final flicker of the candle, the flutter of the yellow leaf, life is about to make the final adieu, leaving everything behind! The inevitable halt from which no one has an escape! ! The poem speakes eloquently of the transitorinessof life! ! A powerful write! !
The candle flame flickers like A lost soul about to leave the body That is in commotion to shake it off; .....so touching beginning. Beautifully penned poem is amazingly shared.
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