Leaf...

Leaf...

I write this,
not to tell u somethin' abt leaf.
I write this,
just to shape & extend ur old belief.

I write this,
not to tell u "leaf is life".
I write this,
only to tell u leaves r also alive.

I write this,
not to tell u how important to them is light.
I write this,
just to ask what could it be, for which we always fight?

I write this,
not to tell u that leaves r fragile,
I write this,
to point out dumbness doesnt imply state of being sterile.

I write this,
not to tell u that every autumn leaves fall,
I write this,
jst to tell u, rising after fall is what makes u tall.

I write this,
not to tell u how even on the hottest day, leaves remain green,
I write this,
only to ask, living in all comforts, why we cant keep ourselves pure & clean.

I am not here,
to give u a biological description of leaf,
I am here,
to make u realise how special u cud be, when u r person full of self-belief.