Candle Don'T Cry

Once there was a candle sitting in front of a mirror It wept and wept all the while with horror Dark were the nights Switched off were all lights A whole world shivering A black shadow was overpowering The candle witnessed deadly sins Overweighed by a burden were all the house's bins A poet used to sit by the candle's light His poems would help make his nights bright Sad songs were sung by a melting heart Feelings were pierced by destiny's dart Some wept more than the candle on their pillows Their courage was crushed by fate's blows The candle cried and cried Why did the sun's rays hide and hide Tired, once it wished that the wind would blow more In this way it could be extinguished to its core Alas, the poor thing was doomed to witness It's helplessness was mistaken as its fitness...