This Light Bulb

Life is a light bulb, 

Flickering in accordance  

with the ups and downs that  

emit a brightness as hot as fire,  

but a darkness, cold as ice, 

Uncertain when it’s  

time will come.  

But when it  

happens,  

then goes  

the light.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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elise_writes

This is really good!

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