a burning candle
a flickering flame
an ugly face
a small space
lures the dark
captures the opera
hides from light
opens to the music
Christine his love
no longer comes
he stays in the dark
inside his lair
no window
no light
just darkness
like the night
deftly he plans
he plans revenge
wants his love
wants his power
sits on his desk
blood dripping
pen scribbling…
March 10, 2014 at 10:00 pm
Hi Neha,
I love your poem and I enjoy reading and chess. What is your favourite book?
P.S. I’am from Australia.
March 20, 2014 at 3:54 pm
My favorite book is “Out of My Mind”. I love it’s story, and it is very touching.
And thank you for saying you love my poem, I really appreciate it.
April 17, 2014 at 12:26 pm
I really loved reading your poem! you described the Phantom’s story so well! I think the Phantom makes to big of a deal about his face. Most people in the world would accept him once they saw the side of him only Christine saw. What do you think?