Candle

I am the bright light in the party,

Adding to the glow, fun and frolic.

When the night has gone by,

No one bothers for me ever.

I am the candle in a birthday party,

Blown away by happy kids and laughter surround.

For in my extinguished form,

I am the source of claps and joys abound.

I continue to burn and give you warmth.

Never asking how much you need,

Never giving the king more or the pauper lesser,

To the needy, the old and young alike.

I am the source of all faiths and prayers,

And connect with the Almighty above.

I perish the darkness of the unknown,

And provide you the way to clarity.

A candle each in the hands of all,

Can show the world a much-enlightened path.

I burn and burn and burn till I die,

But before going, I kindle a ray of hope in all.