Do not blame on your self, it’s not your fault

The tiny ember might have faded

The warmness stays there without doubt
A faint oder of candle pervaded

The strong wind sways the blaze

Can puny ember hold the wick?

The only thing I did was gaze
A flickering flare blown out in blink

The rain drop reaches it’s flame
You cover your hand but too late
The Candle which was so much bland

It went off before reaching grate

Although the ember disappeared

Do not blame on your self
The tiny candle which was seared

It left a drip wax on your soul