A meek surrender to fate

A meek surrender to fate

As the candle light flickers incessantly
so do the commitments made in the past
dying fast so frantically
dismal thought of surrender amass
so serenely succumbing to fate
placidly like a lake cloaked by mist
dreams fulfilled;thoughts still chaste
all in life seems amiss
surrendering ..Oh! how easy to speak
but cruel to endure
hopes severed by dark streaks
And lamenting will not cure
A meek surrender to fate is an option sought
By cowards and not the brave
though the destination for all iss paved
by fate .....to oblivion.... to our graves