
Hey all! I’m back with my next poem. Enjoy!
The Valley of Wicks
Amidst the dark,
Stands,a lone flame
Whose radiance stark.
The Valley of Wicks
Blazes,devout
To providing warmth
To those without.
Revered by all,
Rebuffed by none,
The Valley of Wicks shines,
A second sun.
If alone and helpless,
In the cold of night,
That inextinguishable candle
Shall provide ye light.
The Valley of Wicks
Shall dazzle with light
If only we look within,
Where it burns bright.
-The Forgers of Fantasy
P.S: This has been penned for Sunday Muse, where poets were asked to pen poems or prose based on the picture in question(given above). You can access the prompt at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/01/sunday-muse-195.html .
For more such poems,refer The Forgers of Fantasy
I love the inward message this lovely poem holds Veera! So glad you joined in at the Muse!
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The words “Valley of Wicks” sent me off on a poetic fantasy of my own! Freat read.
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I love the idea of a valley of wicks!!!!
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Enchanting–this would definitely draw me into a longer work & is a good, mysterious read on its own.
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