Blazing fireplace in its glory bright ,
bids darkness away from the line of sight.
Beyond the room I still stand still,
bracing the looming shadows,
brooding over my silhouette on the wall.
Bearing bunch of belief staggering trepidations standing tall,
breach is what I am scared of above all.
Burning wait burdening bereaved heart,
beseech brevity of blithe life.