The one who may not stand out stands strong. – Michelle Liew
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Dim.
Small.
Faint light.
Left alone.
No impressive glow,
No wick that bathes in golden tones.
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Wind
Blows.
Snuffed out.
Wax runs thin.
Darkness engulfs all.
But the unlit candle stands tall.
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About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (3)
Maybe the unlit candle is used to standing/navigating the darkness 🤔 I appreciate the differing levels of interpretation here.
So the only way to survive is to be in darkness, got it. Lol. Loved your poem!
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