The Diminishing Light

As the oil dwindles, the flame slowly recedes, Its once radiant gleam now a fading bead. Stealthily, darkness creeps in like a thief, Snuffing out life with a touch of grief. With an icy grasp, akin to a ruthless foe, Darkness seeks to extinguish and bestow, Even the glowing embers of our hearth, Quenching them with troubled waters' mirth. Let us keep the shadows at bay and apart, Preserving the remnants of our radiant heart. Hold up lit candles till true dawn arrives, When this tyranny ends, hope survives.