You Beauty, Purple Poem by Abhinav Maurya

You beauty, purple. What's that droplet stick with you? Shining in your colour, wanting to be with you. Unaware of your conspiracy, in collude with grave forces.In time he'll be drag down to his sources. His credulousness will end up in inevitable misery.In remorse, he will strive to get out of your treachery.

Soon one strikes, dragging him down. And then second, even worse; a rising horror with yellow power in the east, burning everything for it's feast. Now there is no way. Poor can't stay. Survival will end in extinction. Until the twinkling knights of love come in rescue.

You still shine. Looking sparkling and fine. But you will also become victim to these forces. One will suck your beauty and others will take you down to dust. Youth falls in front of time, so does the prodigal lust.