I'll grow on you,
like moss on trees,
like stillness in breeze,
like stars at ease.
Little by little i'll unfold it all
Like a story waiting to appease.
And i won't let you go now,
no.
We've come so far with our little footsteps,
Those footsteps ink your book.
I'll watch you glow,
Go with the flow,
Get all low,
and watch you blow all over again
Yet
Those footsteps ink dries out but not this love with you.

We grow not by the ticking hand,  
But by the weight of hearts unmanned.  

Each loss, a root beneath our feet,  
Each storm, the shaping of our heat.  

Maturity bears no time-bound chain,  
But sprouts through joy and tempered pain.  

A silent bloom where trials ignite,  
The soul grows wiser in their light.

They say mow the lawn…
Sever the sick…
They are the poor…
We are the rich…

They say **** us dandelions…
Live within their lines…
We say they’re out of time…
They say watch it tick…

They say tame that topiary…
of children’s dismembered dreams
We say you’re not meant to be here like this…
They don’t like the smell of cut grass biting back -
Like they don’t like the smell of blood in the streets - so they say keep it strict -
Make sure you’ve choked the weeds
with rotten fish, and poisoned seed…
They never hold a tight fist, but point a finger,
regal, stiff…

Our thick fragrant odour, frightens them much deeper…
And places a hand where the heart cannot beat…
This is why they don’t want us growing in peace, why they don’t want branches climbing their tall seats…

Because the alter they tokened is faltering cheaply, so they’re panicking and grabbing at every last leaf, in the strive to not be swallowed by the swamp of their own iniquity…

Let’s take a pledge Now,
To keep our land neat and clean.
Even our authorities truly know,
We also dream, grow, live green.

We proudly craft the nation’s fate,
With unity, courage so great.
Also guarding the Nature's age,
Not just attract by MNC's package.

Peace, Sustainability, and innovation's flame —
These will uplift Bharat’s Name.
We stand together, with voices pure,
And make our nation's future secure.

It’s Viksit Bharat’s flight,
Empowering all to shine bright.
our economy must rise at top,
But first, let corruption come to stop.
- Saish Itankar

A tiny spider's silk unravels steadily, believing
It would be picked by hands so tender to its heart,
Instead of fortuital encountered
By a completely crushing stranger's palm.
The loosened strain that flows in open wilderness
Had better learn to weave a big, wide web,
Before it gets too sticky at the other end,
And guts are scattered all across the green duvet.

One week since you've gone
Day by day I yearn
I wait for your return
Am and night, I sit silently
Gonna be there a bit longer
Grow as a person eventually, but
Wings take time to create