The melting of a candle

By Zaid Shaikh

I can feel this power around me

I smell burning nearby

This warmth around me

jumping it’s way closer and closer.

The heat so hot and so painful and at its prime

as I watch the wax slowly trickles down till it hits the cake.

Suddenly the pain vanishes,

everything is calm and soft.

The pain was so harsh all I could feel is the emptiness

as the wax continued to roll down.

Every sensation that I had meant nothing

except for the current one, peace substituting the gaps for emptiness.