Lost Flame Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

How empty this feels? !
Stained, wallpapers, peeling,
Falling with sounds of fading memories

To let go of the good, but exceptional,
A past,
One step into her shadow

An old flame to be rekindled,
Denying fortunes of the future
The new yellow on a virgin candle

Scented, the breath of a rebirth,
A reincarnation, in spirit, for the heart,
To love, and to be healed

An essence to be cherished
But lost in the smoke,
When the wind blows,
To steal the flame