“ Like a pair of old slippers,I feel comfort andwarmth as I slip into you.No, that is too crude.Like the match to the wick,I ignite when we touch.My counterpart andlife's purpose.Yes, as though I've kno… Kamand Kojouri
“ Wings can only flyas long as the bird flies Soul blackens when you put on vestment of lies White candle wax criesfor ignitable wickJealous people burnto make your heart feel sick Munia Khan
“ It's very easy to get a boy to leave the room.It's much harder to get him to leave your thoughts. Elizabeth Eulberg
“ As I walk , I light the lamp of my soul. As I walk, I light the wick of another’s soul. Sima Mittal
“ On this material plane, each living being is like a street lantern lamp with a dirty lampshade.The inside flame burns evenly and is of the same quality as all the rest—hence all of us are equal in the… Vera Nazarian
