SENSE OF AN ENDING
Whole night the candle burnt,
Spreading evenly it's divine light.
The wax melted,
Like running water.
But the wicker happily burnt,
Rejoicing the dance of life,
Unmindful of its plight.
Suddenly there were crackling sound,
The light burnt higher and higher,
As it sensed the end was near,
The candle was ever more sombre.
"Then why be sad, "thought the candle.
So it burnt with all its might,
Rejoicing as the end came near.
Then it flickered hardest one more time,
In a bid to say goodbye,
One last time to all its friends,
Then snuffed out peacefully,
With a serene smile,
For it had fulfilled ,
The purpose of its life.
#Kiren Babal
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