The Moth and Its BelovedAsk the moth the beauty of the candle And it will burn without a confessionThere is a secret to its longing For it feels no fear or hesitationThe moth is too much in love with the flame Yet it does not appear under the sunFor the moon’s light is far too feeble, and It gave up on its pursuit of the sunJust a sight of a candle is enough To remind it of its real belovedSo it settles for that candle in reach, Revels in its heat, and asks to be burned
-Zubair Ahsan
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