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FOR A DEAR BROTHER


To, A Dear Brother,
Who is not HERE...
BUT STILL NEAR
That was a day, when I was alone,
Waiting for someone & staring at the moon.
I used to tackle everything by myself,
Sharing all with my dairies on my shelf.
Gone were those days when
I looked for my GREEN pen [1].
Every day a new feeling,
But, still no one for healing.
Every day a new feeling,
But, still no one for healing.
Got some time with family for spending
I met a new ‘you’ & found distance ending.
Got a new friend as a ‘BROTHER’,
With a belief, that we’ll be together
A pure relation of a sis and Bro…
I feel; I would never grow.
Sitting on your LAP,
And understanding the puzzled map.
Though, there [2] sits your son now,
I wonder, I am not there, How?
Sometimes you used to hurt me badly,
Many times I did that unknowingly.
Still I feel you are watching me,
And will talk to me when you’ll be free.
Forgetting all small hazards,
And leaving all mistakes apart,
No felicities between us allowed
You’ll be always my friend BELOVED.


[1] Green pen- That was my Nani’s green pen, which she gifted me when I was in class 4th.
[2] There- On your lap.
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