The protruded pink candle br Was so beautiful to see. br The yellow hue of its flame br Was the brightest it could be. br br It was the new moon day br And darkness was winning. br Light was no where on the Earth br But the candle was still shining. br br I lit it up and darkness fled br Like a nightmare would flee. br And the burning, melting body br Of the candle I could see. br br The screaming candle melted, perished br And fader the light became. br The last flame brought tear to my eye br As the Death of the candle came. br br 9th of May 2006br br Lubna S.