In the shadows' embrace, where whispers wail,
A place where echoes dance, where fears prevail.
In this realm of dusk and moonlit sorrow,
Lies the abyss where hope might borrow.
Beneath the cloak of the starless night,
Where the heartbeats fade into endless fright,
There, within the void, where demons dwell,
Lies the tale untold, an unsung spell.
The tempest of despair, a ceaseless song,
Where the weak of spirit doth belong,
Yet in this mire of anguish deep,
A flicker of light, a vow to keep.
Amidst the void, a solitary flame,
Defiant, unbowed, it dares to claim.
Against the tides of relentless gloom,
It pierces through the abyss' tomb.
For though the darkness weaves its guise,
The light within shall always rise,
A beacon in the endless night,
Guiding lost souls toward the light.
So let the shadows shiver and shake,
For in the heart, the light shall wake.
Never succumb to the gloom's cruel art,
For within, beats the bravest heart.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri