The Candle!
What am I like?... ...Fire.. Which burns and rages, At everything that comes in the way, Scorching my way through life, Keeping all elements at bay. ...Wax.. Maybe.. Which melts and flows, On the slightest feel of pressure, Soft, sentimental, mild and easily moulded, Shaped by the hands that hold me. ...Perhaps.. A Candle.. Both fire and wax, I burn and melt for those around! Beware! Don't play, there is the fire, Intense enough, to burn a pyre!! - Tathheer Fathima M.