The candle

My Boy Ryngkhlem

The candle burns,

Flickering small,

Fleeting flame,

Fighting the dark.

 

We love like that-

Brief and quickly gone.

Now the light is out,

And the dark stays about.

 

 

  • Author: My Boy Ryngkhlem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 9th, 2025 06:24
  • Category: Unclassified
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