I am not a chandler
but I picked up the hobby of making candles
as you walked in my life.
We together made our first candle
and light it up.
Today first thing in the morning
I went to see the candle
‘It must be emitting light’,
symbolising our love eternal.
Alas, it had already breathed last.
Leftover wax covered in soot
was around to be seen.
The aroma could still be felt
on stressing olfactory nerves
but the wick had turned into ashes.
I realised, how funny it is!
We beautified candle but forgot to strengthen the wick!
This morning was dawn to the world
and dusk of our
love story that was not to be named.
© Kumar Gautam
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