a fear

Those colours 
Which were admired a lot 
Lost somewhere, 
Newness enters.

Though peculiar 
But still I welcome
And cherish .
Can I call it 
A sort of acquaintance?

Rising gradually, silently
To shape up life
Maintaining decorum
Like to be quiet
Is it something
that lift me up ?

Oh God !
If You are there
Then it is worth ,
And meaningful.
But if not
Then.. I fear
If I fell in a pit ...