I met her once
a little, blind girl
who had let me
inside her wonderful world.

Yes, she couldn't see,
the girl with eyes bright.
Yet, she loved her world
like she never lost her sight.

She heard the music
of the breeze that blew.
The love for her world,
it only grew.

She acquainted me with
that music she heard,
from the buzz of the bees
to the chirping of the birds.

Yes, she couldn't see
the wonders of life.
Yet, she smiled
without a sign of strife.

She had beautiful eyes
filled with wonder.
I stood speechless and thought
how could God make such a blunder?

She danced and sang
with a graceful twirl.
How she loved her life
the little, blind girl.

She smiled and laughed,
her face filled with joy.
With wonder in her eyes,
she was serene, yet coy.

She felt her world
beneath her tiny fingers
and on me left a mark
that would forever linger.

Yes, she couldn't see
the life that she felt.
Yet, she never showed
the sorrow that she dealt.

Her world was dark.
Yet,  she saw
the Earth's true form
pure and raw.

Yes, she let me in.
But I couldn't overstay.
So, I excused myself politely
and quietly walked away.

I had met her once
a little girl who couldn't see.
Yes, she was a child
but the happiest there could ever be

That December night happened
an act so traumatic.
It proved that humanity
had really turned pathetic.

It was a fatal wound
in the human history.
The fight she braved
will remain for more than a century.

The story of Nirbhaya,
the story of the fearless one.
Such was her fight
that she had ,both, lost and won.

How merciless they were,
those five, cruel villains.
The crime they committed
caused anger in the hearts of billions.

They assaulted.
They attacked.
With their senses drained
her innocence, they hacked.

They left her lying
bare, bleeding and injured.
Her death was certain,
that they had insured.

Her breathing became slow
but she never let it falter.
She decided to challenge fate
and fate she did alter.

She lay in the hospital
fighting for her living.
I can and I will do it,
she kept on believing.

She was an inspiration.
She was a bright light.
She made women vow
for justice they should fight.

The story of Nirbhaya.
The story of the fearless one.
Such was her fight
that she had, both, lost and won.

Let my heart burn
a brilliant light.
Let the world see
the fire's golden might.

Let my heart escape
the shallow empty cries.
Let the world watch
my heart soar the skies.

Let my heart feel
the gentle rain of life.
Let the world witness
the end of all strife.

Let my heart burn
a brilliant light.
Let the world see
my heart glowing bright.

Be wary, my dear.
Your world falls apart.
Be wary, my friend,
of your loving heart.

Don't, my dear,
turn hard and cold.
The world is falling,
stand firm and bold.

Don't give up.
Be brave, my dear.
Nobody can hurt you.
Forget that fear.

You are invincible.
Don't fear the dark.
Save the crumbling world
and leave a lasting mark.

Be wary, my dear.
Your world falls apart.
Be wary, my friend,
of your brave heart.

Don't be frightened
If you watch the world fall.
Be wary, my dear,
and yet, stand tall.

The day we met,
the leaves were red.
"Nice to meet you"
that's what you said.

Our simple conversations
and you're witty replies.
I made you my friend
because of the twinkle in your eyes.

The day we became closer
the red leaves had vanished.
The barriers surrounding us
they had been vanquished.

Together we laughed,
and I was in awe.
Our meeting was a blessing
that' s all I saw.

The day I called you my sister
the leaves had turned green.
I wondered, all my life,
just where had you been?

We talked and talked
until we could no more.
We could never part
I was so sure.

The leaves turned red
when the sad news crept.
I had to leave
and my heart wept.

Then came the day
when we said goodbye.
Though my lips smiled,
my heart did still cry.

The day I left,
the leaves were dead.
"Please don't go."
That' s what you said.

I promise you this,
we'll meet again someday.
When the leaves are green
and the skies aren't grey.