My Candle Memory Poem by Gideon Idudje

Where did my understanding go?
Like a brainless child I glow
At dusk I struggle like an owl
At dawn am gone to find some dough

Confusions confiscating my breath
As the day grow old on earth
I think twice while my years
Speed thricelike a swift deer

Am congealed becoming cold
My brain has got some wrinkles
It think as slow as a snail could
Every destination it wishes though slow

My dearest vanishing and blue intelligence
You re too duly at a glance
The path you take I sense
Is rubbing me off my confidence

Ahh! ! the greatest rivalry of all time; age
Is but bunch of memories in ace
Pleasured at the teenage
Alas!
Slips down in a mile race
Then down it goes in pace
With gray's
My candle memory is Melting slowly as she unfolds! ! !