Love Poetry :
Love Poems - Modern :
The Flame

There is this flame that will not die
This flame continues to everyone lie
To everyone I tell my feelings are no more
Each time they multiply by four
The flame continues to grow
For how long, I do not know
All the tears that I have cried
And all the thoughts that were lies
Telling myself the flame has burnt out
Who dropped the water from the spout
But deep inside I knew the truth
Only I could tell you the truth
When I rekindled the flame
For me ,atleast, it wasn't the same
Now for me there is no care
I do not even share
The thoughts that pass through my head
All these thoughts I once fed
Telling myself the flame was now all burnt out
And that I was the one who let the drop fall from the spout
It was my fault, not yours, or hers
Unless you can relate to my words
The dream that was once you and me
This dream is now only a fish in the sea
Will never come true
Like dreams ever do
So once again I tell you the flame is not yet burnt out
But when it will be, I will be the one to let the drop fall from the spout
Seeing as I am the only one who can blow it out!

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