
Doodling in the night
depths of shadows cover my page
yet I see throught the light
Expressing myself out the cage
Doubtful about the unclear sight
the dark intricating the image
Hope my strokes are right
Cuddling candles calmly call
lights linger left
shadows falls exactly right
Eyes wrinkle, nice tingle
Suppose art flows like the wax
Love freezes warm
Cuddling candles charges calm
In the air they dance
Waves tenderly wash my pages of art
as the light shiveres
shadows are sick and ill
Surroundings ghosts danger
Cuddling candles chill
What if they fire eats them all
I know straved flames are hungry
I dwell this art for you
Holy blaze that is still in chace
Don't choose to be angry
Forest that you race
flames that you doze
Subtly I surender
Art abosolutely after you
Save all my dear
I plead you to freeze the warm
Bring kind might
I let my mind tight
Stop your stubborn storm
When my art fades
silence shurround stroked shades
Cuddling candles ctaches causes
subtle silence saves scatter
The blaze matters
The forest fire submerges
My art diverges, feast for the hunger
It is in return to save the younger
Cuddling candles continue crowning craft
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️


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