Extinguishment
A flickering flame is all that remains
what once shined bright, not sustained
soon to go out, the end draws near
yet you know naught, you shed no tear
Thy fire was bright, a full mind of knowledge
but listless now, no longer acknowledge
and only persist but one glowing kindle
memories departed they’ve all gone dwindle
In oblivion your brilliant light tossed
an endless abyss your torch exhaust
your brilliant psyche mindlessly smothered
by loathsome disease cure undiscovered
Dying flames tended so they tried
but soon it sputtered and tears we cried
tossed away with the other coals you stay
burnt out and languid just as grey
But as your memories flit growing dark
the flame of love reignites glowing sparks
just as dim remembrance memories nix
the heat of your love will conquer the styx
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