Lunar Patni Poet Rhyme

Wax

I light up my lighter but never to smoke

but to do something that makes me a joke.

i set a candle on fire, the flames grow higher

as i watch the violet envelope the crimson.

the candle is pink and striped with white

it casts a yellow shining light.

wax pools in the lake below the wick

i feel it getting to the brim and making me sick.

i tilt the candle askew so it aligns with my hand

and it drip, drip, drips on my command.

i hiss out in pain

but it helps me restrain

from doing something inhumane.

but wax isn't bad enough to be something serious

and wax isn't sane enough to not be called delirious.

so i sit in my room and i drip the hot wax

'till i fall on the floor and finally collapse.

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