me finds you in crowd... dignified...

me finds You
Everywhere...
Struggling a footboard space...
Your saree's end
In wind taken care of,
In crowd...
At autostop,
Like a flower
Bright
Amidst grey footing
Of Goliath...
Moving relentless,
Speeding through
Newly installed flyovers,
Like peace filled space...

me finds you like sudden a shower,
In growth of vines
Across the steely columns and lines...
In overwhelming sky
With wings of birds catching a light...
O me you finds
As stands alone
Ann Todd
In Paradine...
With restrained grace...
You me finds
Like a new born race...
Evolved sweet
From sixty three a street,
further on...
as grows the scrapers...

me you finds
like a birth
of celluloid dreams
as golden autumn scene...
walking like a guide
coloring pastel wonderous
on all alleys,lanes,ways...
of The Big City...

evolved sweet
like a joyous street
from sixty three...

{note: the picture used is a clip from a newspaper,of a poster of Satyajit Ray's film, Mahanagar,(The Big City)}