I left home to meet a poet br Downstairs an old woman smiled and greeted br Blooming flowers waved to me br And in the street br Sun walking with school going kids br Though, kids were ahead of sun br A sweet sparrow was br About to leave for day’s work br My heart pound little bit br A lock with lip-lock was hanging at poet’s home br I came back home with handful of poemsbr br Aashish Ameyabr br