Devil In Disguise

I saw her,
I asked her,
What the time was.
She answered,
Quarter past twelve since it was over.

I told her,
Hold the candle gently,
And slowly blow off the fire,
So that,
It won't get any higher.

Hidden in the dark,
Away from the light,
Away from everyone else's
envious sight.

She can make,
Candles melt.
And hardened hearts too,
And also the power to break them,
into two.




Copyright © 2008,
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2008).
All Rights Reserved.