Chilren's Play

Strawberry, strawberry chip chip chip

Strawberry strawberry magic

From when did this become the start

Of a toss, too often, too tragic

When I hit a little girl's world,

I did not search for innocence

Nor I sought playfulness, I was just

Searching a momentary solace

I would have judged their lines,

On the lines of morality, I had learnt

But I could not understand them

Only find memories, now burnt.

Pushed under a scrutiny of society

Which grows tough as I age,

I have only learnt to get offended

Yet hide away my rage.

In two little girls, I dreamt

A world of wordless emotions

But I still am stranded on my own

Moral road, seeking directions.