About You.

I dropped a pebble

In the well,

Where it witnessed

The brisk fall against the rubble.

Deep down the darkness

I heard a thud,

Hitting the unforeseen puddle,

Making stronger the belief

That you create ripples.

However wretched things around you get,

However much the green gets decayed,

However hard you stumble on way,

However bad your goodness gets slayed,

Make the You stay.

Just like dew on leaves high up in the air

Or grasses down under the sun's stare

Never depart from the beauty's flare

Indifferent to the world's snare

Make the You glare!

Make the You outrageously glare!