Burning Candle

Burning Candle in the dark

The way it dance,

Ain't it beautiful?

The energy it gives,

Ain't it warm?

Just by looking at it,

The mysterious feels runs in you,

You're soul being sucked in,

To a place called paradise.

But how long can it last?

No matter how long the length is,

It will get shorter,

And soon it's will dies out .

Everything is gone,

Once it dies out,

Then what? Light another one?

But soon you will run out of it.

Unless you blow it out,

Letting it sit there,

It that cold corner,

Collecting dust.

Saving all of it,

Until the right time comes,

Or even saving it,

And never willing to use it.

Which is the right choice?

There is no right or wrong,

There is no best or worse,

If you think it's the right choice,

If you think it's the best,

Then my friend.

IT IS