Oh candle only you know me!



Oh candle, all the night you cried for me!

All the night you dropped tears for me, the precious tears which parted form your white lovely face!

You sacrificed for my excitement and tried to keep away the darkness and bring light and delight to my dark life.

But oh candle!

When I woke up in the morning I felt that you had dirtied my room with your stoned tears.

So I hastened on collecting your tears and threw them in the dustbin.

So oh candle!

Only you know me better than anyone else, how unfaithful, inhuman and unloving I am.

 

Dedicated to  Lillian Elliott

By: Abdul Wadood Basharyar

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