Infinite.

Taking your granny behind you on your scooty,

 is the best ride you can ever have.

Putting warm oil on her feet as she sleeps at night.

that small joy - infinite.

Watching her eyes  become watery as she remembers old past times.

Asking softly to small grandchildren, if they will recognize when 

they come again after years.

that small ache of heart-  Infinite.

street

The road i always walk on every morning

before i take my college bus.

There was fog all around

as  i started walking, after a long time.

there was smoke before, now its fog.

turning back

Rebel

I deny,

that image you see,

half formed

between parallel lines

in me,

Am turning back,

to grow into a girl

from drops of

woman again.

Mother,

I have my own sins to count,

like plastics it won't decay,

and never change a house

to home again.

Am turning back

to become a child

from seeds of a

girl again.

To get hold of spiders

and become a spider-man,

run after bells and creams

searching for Aladdin's lamp,

eat jamuns on the streets,

And when scared

run back to your arms

will you hold me then?

I deny

to grow anymore

am turning back

again.

undo me

Do undo me today

as you go.
A silence unshared
A secret,
that's what i am.


In the game of
hide and seek,
where long back
all have surrendered,


am left behind
to be searched
and found.


Am waiting,
do undo me
to the person
I was.


like creepers am growing on a support,
come and rip me off before its too long.

secret

I have a freind who secretly helps small poor children.

And nothing else makes my life as beautiful

as watching out those secrets reveal

out before my eyes.

Nothing.

United

 They move in groups.

And both the sky and the ground

belongs to them.

Aim

Designs and graphics.

Found the aim.

now work.