I would be so happy if …

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I would be so happy if my ‘childhood doll’ pay a visit to my house

Where it used to sleep peacefully ,any where any time

Leaving bed ,when mother sprinkles water on her face

Crystal clear water ,carrying anxious thoughts

After slipping down every finger ,broke into giggling on a face

A face like many faces where era, time ,centuries never get tired.

Eye lashes give response from blinking to fetch forehead ripples,

Little arms with coloring hands erasing starry night

Heart whispering ,Lets paint ‘a ray of light’

I would be so happy if small shoes somewhere stop me

on a way to ask hello! Where have you been?

Pairs of tiny feet every where,no one looking for me,

Soon they will leave behind small, empty pair of shoes

For grim …silent…hard …shiny and polished ones.

Big feet stumble on us so ,we hide in an old cupboard

feet becomes larger ,when folded brain inside ,start windup.

I would be so happy if my late Tom cat pay a visit to our new house

Where it runs wildly looking for my late brother

Who impatiently waiting until adventurous Tom returns home.

Encircling my note book then sitting inside my fathers shoes

It even tried harder ,getting home on last day of life

For us ,in response to a pair of watery eyes.